Caged or laddered

We dance them both

don't we

As one song ends 

and another starts

you are in both places

at once, the belly is warm

Would you just waste this

moment? Or create

To forget you

so I could fall for you

again, on the next 

whorl

Be so concerned

about not having

desires and check

your pulse

I don't read for stories anymore

and did I ever

I love the most the lace of words

mandalas, weaves of moods

Decided, for a daily short endeavour 

to eat a paragraph or two