You Spin Me Right Round
round again this demising light
gradually spinning from my sight
turning darker to darkest night
one lesser world to the other tied
now subject to the others pride
it's said when the allure is real
matters not this obverted appeal
yet magnified outward distraction
charms with centripetal attraction
pulling towards an orbital steal
the bond becomes power
and you will gravitate in
waxing light has its hour
till in the dark once again
this experienced direction
will not reverse
there's no intersection
or vice versa
this is adopted, adapted
becomes habit
or contracted
addiction needs fix
a mentality of inferiority
that superiority inflicts
you seek renewal
from what's begot
thru with being the fool
yet when what you've sought
does abide to eschew
you just circle around
and seek it anew
if seeking the estranged
fearing uncertainty of change
what is certain,
unchanged
certainty's deranged
there's no evolving
just revolving
around and again
reflection's in vain
with every wax also wane
surrendering your light
an eclipsed satellite
hypnotized by the prize
transfixed are your eyes
a denied ball n chain
jangling a futile refrain
centrifugally caught
from a distance held taut
on a servile tether
nugatory and nether
circling forever
Written by Scott Schoffstall
© September 16, 2011
all rights reserved
http://www.poeticsojourn.com/the-sojourner.html *credit Dead or Alive for title
gradually spinning from my sight
turning darker to darkest night
one lesser world to the other tied
now subject to the others pride
it's said when the allure is real
matters not this obverted appeal
yet magnified outward distraction
charms with centripetal attraction
pulling towards an orbital steal
the bond becomes power
and you will gravitate in
waxing light has its hour
till in the dark once again
this experienced direction
will not reverse
there's no intersection
or vice versa
this is adopted, adapted
becomes habit
or contracted
addiction needs fix
a mentality of inferiority
that superiority inflicts
you seek renewal
from what's begot
thru with being the fool
yet when what you've sought
does abide to eschew
you just circle around
and seek it anew
if seeking the estranged
fearing uncertainty of change
what is certain,
unchanged
certainty's deranged
there's no evolving
just revolving
around and again
reflection's in vain
with every wax also wane
surrendering your light
an eclipsed satellite
hypnotized by the prize
transfixed are your eyes
a denied ball n chain
jangling a futile refrain
centrifugally caught
from a distance held taut
on a servile tether
nugatory and nether
circling forever
Written by Scott Schoffstall
© September 16, 2011
all rights reserved
http://www.poeticsojourn.com/the-sojourner.html *credit Dead or Alive for title
