35/365 : from grouse, with love

you ought to practice spinning
feel the fear of speed circling through you

you ought to practice every day
spin and spin and spin away

until you can feel your strength lengthen
until you know the truth in the round:

there is a fine point
at the center of every sky

it is impossible to break
and you are always inside

so am i, dear friend
so is he, lost lover

the point expands
the more we spin

we become the very thing
we're afraid of:

ourselves, strong
and able