dizzy

dizzy

spinning in circles, 

tripping feet--

a witless, ditzy fool.

 

lost my direction 

a while ago--

now I don't know 

what to do. 

which step is right 

and on the line? 

everything's a blur.

two paces forward,

three steps back. 

I've forgotten 

what I'm here to find. 

guess I'll go left 

and hope for the best, 

maybe this time it'll be okay. 

and when my head 

has cleared,

I'll lace up my shoes--

try to find home

again.