around

Its really something elemental
though an out of body experience
a play like a duck
around the playground luck
will i be let to run around the buck?

the goose it is, i am personified
a ghostly figure beyond the circle
no part of the whole
yet dependent enough
i am who is the fool

i go round and round
the world i go circles from
a child's play, really
no thought involved
laughter heard from around the world

did jack really make it atop the hill
before stumbling down with jill
or was it really necessary to beat around the bush
as ashes fell and the poesies withered down

so here i am
beyond the comforts of the circled arms
clasped along side each other
as i play this child's play
i'll run around and around
with nothing to ground
like the monster beneath my bed
I'll run around and around the bend