Poetry

The Wheel

By DANIEL CARTER | Published: May 5, 2013

Central feeling simple ceiling all about the world is reeling
The image looks of painful frey and all the while still we must stay
within the grip of life and conscious intervine
Outlook seeming silly all sad things aside but really
I'm all in and stand with a nineteen cribbage hand i glean
The etch - a - sketch is broke, its just a picture joke
It means much more than it doesn't or ask me now i wasn't
And if you don't mind, humor me with some details
The darkness now a light switch and my face i see unveiled