Rectangular circles
Life like a circle with edges all around
Go – round is our life, but turns are inevitable
And we have to turn after that circle sign
Fasten your seatbelts so that every edge is as smooth as circle line
Line by line
Ending with a rhyme
It goes, it goes, it goes
Round and round, round and round, round and round
Only the thickness and number of edges
Differentiates each one of us
Still no matter what we turn, turn and turn all the time
Time by time
Moving only forward
It goes, it goes, it goes
Round and round, round and round, round and round
Flowing slide by slide
Sorrow and joy edges circular brim
Making another figure from previous one
And this action is confined by eternity
Every time I turn, every time I turn, I lunge
As I lunge, I get up and run forward
Or am I supposed to faint?
Not this time
Power generator
Using all the emotions felt today
Pulls me trough the swamp
Of circular time
As a squirrel in the wheel
I make clumsy steps forward
But still it’s forward, not backward
Progressing geometrically
I float…