A world twisted into a spiral
I don't feel sorry for you at all
Those who fell out of the spiral
We are hardly envious.
Baby talk,
Passion thrill,
Further, old age longing.
And... Board?
babble again,
The thrill again
Or a bullet at the temple!
And... Board.
And the spiral keeps winding, winding,
In it, my world rushes forward!
What are they?
© Copyright: Ирина Мутовчийская, 2022
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