No Rhyme Nor Reason

Inconveniently These thoughts wrap around our fingertips dancing from corner to corner Circular edges enclose their flaws Awkwardly stretched Cowards they fear the truth Like their creator they run from the flame Paths tangential to what we knew Burnt away Laugh at me you will at best To hide that ugly reflection Mock what you always denied Surely its not only me Trapped but completely free With no barriers we are both confined You and I Why ? we ask ourselves The answer uncomfortably apparent Why endure the torment Of knowledge? The same reason we do everything else... Love..