Pangea

There once was a little girl who lost her home. 

She lived in so may worlds that she got dizzy and trippy

And the centipedes and spiders of the city

Said “Wow, that’s a lot of feet!”

She never stayed for long

For the whisper of belonging 

Pulled her all around

Around the round

Until her life became a circle
And the circle became her life

And she stayed swirling around

Around the round 

And the spiders said remember that little girl?

The one so dizzy,
Singing and stumbling around the city,

Remember that little girl of the wind? 

Who was she again? And where did she go?

The circle stayed silent

For only it could know

She’d be back around

Back sat at the circle

Just around the round