Minds twisted,
twirls, turnpikes,
a gyre gyrating under
pressure, a God’s fist
knuckles in the Earth.
Writer in San Francisco, CA

She claws her way out
of hell, Cerberus howling
breeze warms frigid air
Young buds stretch for blossoming
birds fluttering in the trees
Minds twisted,
twirls, turnpikes,
a gyre gyrating under
pressure, a God’s fist
knuckles in the Earth.