The Pendulum

The Pendulum swings

left and right, wildly,

bringing unwanted

thoughts and things

better left in the past,

it seems.

How does a thing,

fast attached to the

beams, swing so wildly

that it pierces the

ceiling’s seams?

I dream

of peace in my mind,

but the pendulum

savages those dreams

and leaves me

trapped amidst

the wreckage.

I can only scream.

© CGT, 2018.

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