"Pendulum"

[gunwithoutmusic]

The pendulum swings wildly,
From one end to the other
In an aleatory motion;
There is no prediction to make,
No certainty to find there.

The undulations of moods
Wreak havoc on psyches,
Where they necessarily
Are released into
An unguarded mind.

As cities build walls
To protect and isolate,
So do I, in a foolhardy attempt
To stop my moods
From matching yours,

To stop my mind from spinning
When you walk in the room.

Comments

[bleodswean]

Your poetry is always so Immediate while your Prose is more Reflective. It's an interesting dichotomy, S! I really liked the punch of this one.

[gunwithoutmusic]

Thank you so much! :)