Circles are fun as a little kid and even more so in a wheelchair.

Faster and faster.

Round and round.

Gravity made insignificant outside of the core.

Only able to handle the spin with a flexible mind.

A kind of blurry gracefulness.

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As an adult I do a different kind of circle with or without the wheelchair.

Round and round.

Faster and faster.

Going around for the same reason.

Bringing my world inside in a way that lets me move.

Blurring out the pain.

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It is a great comfort to me.

The way I spin through life.

The only problem is I seem to get motion sickness now.

Too fast or too long and ignoring the outside world as I spin.

I just hope I never spin out of control

For I have spun for so long I can no longer find the breaks.