Revolving Door

Revolving Door

a thinker
twirling words
uncurling locks
bunches crunched
tangled tumbled
emotional high, lows
hot coals aglow

seared simmer
in poet’s fire
stoked often
for mind’s warmth

comforts
cozy lullabies
war cries
defiance
reliance
askance
stealthily

as they tiptoe
out of poet’s back burner
into forefront at the get go

enter at will
tiptoe
in, or
exit
via
revolving
door
of a
poet’s
mind

(picture is from internet)

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