Circles
Fear ripples all over our hopes.
Light drenches us in the collision of spheres.
Fear binds us to similar fates.
We run in circles,
and ripple all over existence.
we die in a vicious circle of love
and hatred.
Our eyes – deserted spheres of absolution-
mirror the nightly abomination.
We are circles.
We are endless.
We are …
Doomed.