Spin Poem by Frank DeFulgentis

i feel it all
slipping away
sometimes
i just want to say it
without the positive spin

as usual I don’t know
where to begin
to complete my soul
there has been
even less
in the days to come
than I thought

always trapped
in the becoming
the less haste
the more waste
when all I wanted
was something new

if and when
you attempt to outrun
the past progression
look at the
surrounding decay
seize the day
listen to me
when I tell you
you have been here before
and will be here again