Wednesday Drops

Roundabout at a stoplight

Something here doesn’t feel right

So I turn and turn turn after turn

Exactly what am I supposed to be learning while rubber burns earn wasted mileage back and forth with the nine to five misery it’s super sad sadly silly creating art for the air eyes rolls and who cares days similar posted as pairs snares flare I prepare for silence mind declines with outbursts it all hurts guess I’ll get back to work yo around I go until I throw up my lunch and both hands.

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