Friday, January 22, 2016

Where is the pause?

Wavering and roving - where is the pause
On the way, in your say or the mind
In your eyes, I may rest - but oft you wink
And tell things pricking my links
Close my eyes, looking out for halts
Only to find those lingering double binds
Crowds lost in their act - there, I may roost
Your clones there, draw me in - pulling my strings
Away, I go on those aimless sorties
But discover all those aims and drives
Did you pause is what you ask waiting for my howls
It's hovering in some corner - where is the pause?

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