Been Here Before (Circle Growth)

serve it up to me

on a platter of infinity

layered like a long life.

twitching with my rudder down

looking out to see

if eyes are catching me.

no one has reviewed my outfit

i’m wearing honesty.

the silver future and I

once looked so good

in mirrors

smoking in the center.

can’t make a show of taking off my sweater

when I could have been growing

all the while.

i’ve been here before

and it was never hostile

but the walls don’t want to talk

and everybody’s busy.

my heart is beating to the only sounds

the PA won’t hold

could I cut on fiddle music

and run for the hills

far enough to hold me.

tree hug, sweet pea.

i’ve been here before

it’s a site of compromise

unnecessary with my freed up time.

I adjust the furniture for

some fine looking people

and I am on my way

back around

out to the woods with the old crows

turning curiosity

eyes unbound.