They orbit
Whatever their reasons
Looking for easy access
Fascination freak show
Mysterious familiarity
They love or hate or both
But cannot reconcile
You act as a prod
Sore spot
They’ve been rubbing
Their whole lives
Draws them near
Pushes them far
But always in orbit
Never coming
Never going
There is an opening
They cannot see it
Until it is closing time
Until it is shut
Wonder years later
What happened
Another sore spot to rub
-Copyright C.M. Mounts, August 2015