am i sitting in front of what?
myself or turning back to the very-myself
couldn't find any shallow tree
jumped over there and now here
bruised and all turning to yellow
stuck here and there
Saturday, October 13, 2007
let's follow the cops back home
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I sit on the road's edge, The driver is changing the wheel, I don't like it where I come from, I don't like it where I'm going. Why do I watch the wheel change With impatience? B.B.