Dyslexic

a strange world

Dyslexic

Demon symbols dance in thought
numbers nonsense can’t be taught

Look lost and hide from the direct
Straight only confusion do reflect

Circular paths wander but do arrive
the destination shows one is alive

Roaming on journeys to nowhere
Outside the box it is calmer to fare

Commonality a very restricted place
The uncommon, hopes for a space

Time makes survivors aims reverse
A lidless box opens to the Universe