The life we live is contorted

All twisted and turned

We are all different

No one really has a

Sense of place,the

Snow globe effect

Each time we’re shaken

It’s different then the

Time before,people are

All trying to speak at once

No one really knows what

To say,hoof and mouth

Dis-ease,a joke in bad

Taste,but who’s taste

Was it in the first place

Twisted and turned

Your left leg behind

Your neck,contorted

It’s really the theater of the absurd


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