round the full full circle
i begin to see the light
what once was upside down to me
is coming upside right
and round a little further
it's a new vortex of pain
what once was bright and clear to me
has gone all blurred again
i'm starting to get dizzy
and i wander in the night
a crystal in my left hand
and a bottle in my right
round the full full circle
ever onward never free
this spin within of joy and sin
cries interminably
Poems For My Analyst by Wayne Myers