SpiralA Poem by SerianaSpiral Waves ascend. quiet, radially, culminating faster, absorbing….. They swallow as they swirl. Twisting around each spoke, then spouting out on an arc of counter-clockwise projection.
What does any of this mean? The core is no longer center-driven. It resides slightly off-cue in the turbulence of whorled visions. Chaotic, dissipating, disingenuous to the origin. © 2016 SerianaReviews
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