Walking in Circles

“Most poets find a walking practice essential to their craft. I’m usually so deep in thought while walking in circles that it’s a disaster if someone stops me…” Evelyn Lau

“Stop! What are you doing?
Didn’t you see the sign!?”
I did not, could not, 
because I was walking. 

Walking in circles
through worlds 
of worries and wokeness. 

Deep in thought 
ambivalent to a sign
that tells me to stop 
when I need to keep walking. 

Don’t break the momentum or the meditation. 

A poet's hesitation 
becomes rumination. 

And there goes the meaning.

Walking in circles 
making sound bites
over sense.