Circular arguments
play on a loop
with no resolution,
as we lose who we once were
to the friction chipping away at us
in microscopic increments.
Like overcrowded revolving doors,
trapping us on different sides
of transparent
yet unyielding walls,
we collectively push to escape
until finally the cage shifts,
leaving one stuck inside
yearning to move forward,
the other free on the outside,
clear to walk away.