Around And Around Poem by Unic Cjonr

Sliver by snake, venomous to silver.

Gold plated eyes, million dollar goodbyes.

Spun by spider, webbed not to a spider.

The curse of tamabda, inhaled with a gale.

The darkish horse rides with death due coarse.

What will be found by the seeker without a keeper.

Do you hear the pin drop, the devil is about.

He too, moves around without a sound.

He too, seeks you.

What will you find.

What was lost, was never suppose to be found.

The reason why I square around the circle.

Around and around.