we are the motion of the Kundalini
wrapping and warping the wire
Our entire soul’s solar powered backbone
while I inspire their desire to never
retire until all their options are entirely expired
they expose my soul to treasure troves
as I live vicariously through their successful moments
Hegel’s diagram of layered twists begin to unfold
for what I do for them is an open hand
a circuitry recharged as they engrave electro-spiritual
verses that reimburse my archetypical template’s depleted purse
bursting fires spiral through psychological firmaments
level after rising level
now nursing my discomforting slump against a wall
in my foxhole while I fulfill my point on this wheel
organically orienting them through socio-magnetic osmosis
my open circle coursing circle within circles circling us
and carrying we higher…