Dawn & Dusk

My thoughts gather
On this spiral staircase
Each one sneering
With malevolent face

They’ve all prepared
Each one has a speech
Either some accusation
Or a declaration of defeat

I spin round
In this amphitheatre
But my attempts at defence
Will have no impact here

Their white papers
Rain down
As cheers of derision
Echo all around

Then I realise
That I am in the wrong place
So I ascend
To the top of the staircase

And I look down
On these myriads of thoughts
And pronounce my verdicts
As judge of this court