Morning mist Diamonds of dew Glisten in the sun Signs of what’s to come Everything packed Warm up complete Loathe those starting nerves Spinning sphere, no swerves It fades you out It draws you in Like a spiral orb It traps you within Countless threats Dealt with aplomb Heart bursting last stroke Shake hands, wallet broke I ask “why?” You close your door I ask “why?” Each time you ignore It fades you out It draws you in Like a spiral orb It traps you within Bob Ellis © 2022