Spinning Tunnel – June 5, 2019

Untamed, tunnel spinning.

The fairgrounds

of grief.

Dark

And lonely.

The murmurs

coming from

The end,

calling us

To the opening

Across the way.

The path unkind,

So close.

Arms stretched out

Never quite there.

Finger tips scratching

The surface,

Always present

Slipping and clawing

for traction.

Shouting out silently

For everyone to hear.

The roar of laughter,

Too much.

They say,

We are all alone

In this tunnel,

Spinning

Our way

Back home.

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