Revolving Doors

Trees connect the sky to the ground
But only when no one is around
Earth and life plays
No matter what
But cars, and lock nut washers, pears, and grapes don’t stray
Our eyes we shut

Skies connect our eyes to the stars
Moving nowhere we travel far
Light and darkness
Slaps us silly
It is structured like revolving doors, spinning through stress
Gives me the willies

 
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