I find myself the wheel Droning on this sentence Revolving like a bullet In this chorus of lies I finally learn to spin it It speaks in sudden repair Before the damage happens Before the words are spoken Premature speculation has given birth To another beetle of low expectations Yes, he is someone new New to this world of bitter delight Someone who will obey your invisible ways Working on habits Dealing with strangers Strangers to this planet This horrible wheel keeps on turning
More..John Dixon
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