Elucidating Questions

A day of circles. Restarting quietly, staring out into fields and forests.

Watching from the outside,

Wishing love and comfort.

It doesn’t stop.

The need to write, the need to find home.

Standing on the side of the road,

Riding every bus and trying not to cry.

In circles and circles and circles and circles.

It never ends.

I’m trapped.