Something piercing the edge of my circle
Forcing its way inside
Nowhere to hide
The serpent and the egg
Prolificacy trumps all
Still we want.
Brings to mind the way things are split
How we know it is one thing and not another
How we are able to go on
Knowing our wholeness is all in the past
But time’s a loop, right?
Time’s a loop.
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C.R. Dudley is author of metaphysical science fiction collections Fragments of Perception and Mind in the Gap. She is also a visual artist and mind explorer, fascinated by the human condition and the inner worlds we create. She considers every project to be part of one continuous artwork.
She is also owner and editor at Orchid's Lantern press.
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