LABYRINTH

LABYRINTH 
 
Life has a way of repeating itself.
Patterns circle the mind like a snow glob.
With each turn
or each stage, or age
I fall into a labyrinth
of self involvement.
The Patriarch of Security.
The Maiden of Perseverance.
Life is in me.
I carry my breath in a parcel .
Cotton wrapped with solemn fingers
by an Earnest man
in an earnest land.
with instructions on
how to properly contain it.
-Cam Ie
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