INFINITE LOOPS… a poem of thought

Kevin Parish

Twisting through the infinite loops

Inside my brain

I find there are no boundaries

If there are indeed no boundaries

Then perhaps that explains a lot

It explains why, sometimes, I cannot find what I’m searching for

Why my creativity is lackluster

Why I cannot write

Or paint

Or whatever

On the plus side of this quandary

Infinite loops will, by definition,

Come back around

At least, I hope so

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