CIIPHER • N°15

HUGE TURBINE

Sight for sore eyes from where we were
It turns & turns despite going nowhere
At night, I see… “The cat’s eye red light”
Outside: the rain. Inside: stupefied pain

Locked away. “In” like on a snowy day
On a line to cross and no helping voice
Around the gravel, a piece from Babel
The depressing music is turned down!

I was not free! “Crash” is the analogy
I am the failure, wishing it was easier
Unwise still; so I kneel before my eyes
It turns another bit, as I tell it: Repeat

© Ricardo Sexton

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