analogy

Pop!

Do you know the carnival game where those little balloons float up and you have to shoot them with a gun or a dart? Some of us are like that in discussions, ever so good at shooting down the hopeful ideas and helpful suggestions of others. That just wouldn’t work, because… No, I thought of

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Yarn

Sometimes my life spins past me Like a ball of yarn bouncing too fast For me to catch a tail And weave the stories that make sense of it all The colors are mixed. The dark the light and the heavy The scarlet threads of celebration All twist in circles round an ever-spinning ball When

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