Spinning in circles

Momentum increases

Coils tighten

Until you make impact.

Hitting a wall,

Take a deep breath

Trace your steps

And unwind.


She swings and she sways

To the trill of the piano,

With a facade of blonde hair

And the red lips of a vixen

To hide the fear held in her eyes

Of the terminal illness

Dancing in her veins

From dusk ’til dawn.