Powerless and dishevelled
Tussled like a toy mouse
Tossed this way and that
Until the meaning of up is down
The idea of sense itself is senseless
A conductor conducting a syphony played by a one man band
A single actor reading all the lines to an audience of one
A stage diver with an audience of none
Such foolery unfolds in front of thee
I ridicule myself at such mockery
This ground is not level
The hill too steep to stop
Like a yoyo my thoughts unravel
With such small movement you bring me back
The encore unfurls yet more
This ride makes me dizzy, let me off
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