Something spins around
\nI still think the Genie must spin.
\nWhat is happening now?
\nWhy are we in the shape we’re in?<\/p>\n
The Goat sucks at the root.
\nI walk miles in the snow.
\nThere’s nothing we can do.
\nI’m kept warm by your eyes glow.<\/p>\n
It’s not about me, nor not about me
\nBut until the connections made
\nI’ll go on spinning endlessly
\nAnd take each step day by day.<\/p>\n
I make it home escaping the bear;
\nLimbs frozen heart strings ablaze;
\nBut I’m mauled by the nightgown you wear.
\nHigh we dance holding the wire of our great escape.<\/p>\n
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Something spins around I still think the Genie must spin. What is happening now? Why are we in the shape we’re in? The Goat sucks at the root. I walk miles in the snow. There’s nothing we can do. I’m … Continue reading