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You were just hit by a vortex of uncertainty

A swirl of chaos spins across the room –
Doors open, a phone rings, a drink is spilt on the carpet
And as suddenly is gone, leaving us breathless,
Irritated, flabbergasted …

As crazy as those times when,
Driving through town,
For a quarter of a mile cars career about,
Overtake, don’t signal, sound their horns …

God’s hand spinning a finger lazily
Through the liquid of our lives,
Sending mini-vortices of confusion
Across the planet’s surface,

Even through my front room.

October 2001

Life is more than we imagine

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