Rotary (192 of 365)

Day 192 of the 365 day poem challenge.

Word of the day apoptosis meaning: "the death of cells which occurs as a normal part of an organism's growth or development."

Rotary 

The rotation of wheels 

Became the way of the world

Horses pulled wheels

Then engines pulled wheels 

Then electricity was forged by wheels 

The breakdown of the atomic wheel heralded a modern age

We each have our conception and apoptosis.

Each day the balls of my feet 

Contemplate and resist fatigue

They know only one way 

They roll forward just as sure as gravity 

My wheels turn

The wheels of my eyes are tired and dry 

Shapes blur in and out of focus 

Images projected onto the retina 

A turning projector wheel

In my mind sends ragged clips

Of memories and thoughts, lists, tasks operations that circulate back and forth 

There is a wheel pistoning 

Neurones and impulses 

I feel it zig and zag like lightning

Is my grey matter scorched 

It seems so 

Where did this weariness come from

When did I lose the momentum of polished wheels

Where did the inertia go

What was the trigger for this grounding deafening halt 

I demand that the wheels turn

I demand an end to these wearisome tones 

I demand an end to this

I demand an end.