Mind racing
Body doing much the same
Standing still would only make both race more
In my head
The world turns
Much as it always has
But turns only halfway around
Then stops to go back for
What it left behind
Realising it can’t
It collapses at your feet
For a moment
Then picks itself up and carries on turning
Waiting for you
But turning and moving
Hesitantly on.
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