Inner turbulence

As deer in headlights,
squirrels scrambling for dear life;
humans in the way.

Game of chance

The wheel of fortune,
revolving around the mind,
as the wheel of life.

Different in ways

yet alike in every way

still weird all the way

Cracked lips, unkempt hair

a soul full of memories

traveller on foot

Reflecting town’s wealth

and mirroring the land’s health

city centre lake