"Pendulation"

by ddavidd   Dec 23, 2025


You and I
have no time
for the game
we call life.

We don’t solve the puzzle.
We fall
into the experience of it—

dazzled,
drawn
to the pieces,

not the solution.

And one small imbalance—
just one—

sends us echoing
together,

an endless duet
of pendulation.

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