*

as the wheel
spins
the rat
rolls along
like a lost
song
in sea side
boat
sideshow
freaks

mind your
own
take yours
not mine
my plate
cracked
and buried
in the slate
they call
earth

when they say go
i'll stop.
and when the
world stops
spinning
around my body,
then i'll take
a stand
and get off
this ride
for dear life
and go
rest my
weary bones
somewhere
in a pleasant
place
with no strife
no hunger
no knife
in my back