A top on the edge of table

whirls in a circle until it flies                                                  off

hoping someone grabs it before it hits the floor


Do I have the same degree of faith?

as I spin,  drunk and dazzled 


in and around your orbit 

your windchime earrings

your scented scarves


You are sitting on the floor

legs crossed  

in your cupped hands is a top                                                                          safe and sound  









Falling               down,     Spin me                   ‘round.
No one said this would be easy
now,                 But you’ve gotta keep moving somehow.   
  "home in your heart"    Elephant Revival

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