The circle won't be squared

The edge is not single

Punches are pulled

Layers multiply

Angles are multi-faceted

Facets are many-angled.

Wheels contain wheels

One boobytrapped thing leads to another.

Turns are twisted.

Twists are turned.

Plots thicken

Games are played.

There are ambushes as

memories materialise and pain persists.

Curve balls must be tracked

as they bombard the slow on the uptake.

There is fading, failing, forgetting and unfocussing.

Chain reactions

Hidden agendas

Surprising trends

Minefields for the ignorant (all of us)

in vast acres of the unknowable.

Spatiotemporal conundera

Quantum gobbledygandera

It is beyond reasonable doubt

that there is a balance of probabilities

But witnesses are notoriously unreliable

And truth is stranger

Than the Gordian Knot

Which will not

unknot.

The powerful are complicit

The truth is implicit.

The circle is sometimes virtuous.