disinformation

it never took much
a whisper
a murmur
a hint
the tiniest
fleetingest
thought
and off my mind would be
running with abandon
towards a logical fallacy
disinformation
sent me spinning
spiraling inward
and there
I would loop-de-loop
in my anxiety
a whirly-gig of mine own creation
lined with fun house mirrors
reflecting my distortions
back upon myself
in flashes as I flew by