A N O T H E R R O U N D,
M A T E Y?
No question about it, round is da tits!
I mean, the world is hard enough, isn't it?
We're all so hard on each other.
Former lovers hate each other. Friends whack each other.
Communities fall apart, enemies blow each other up.
If only the universe were softer, and rounder.
Oh how I would love to lay my weary head
down on a round, heavenly pillow
and screw off into Eternity.
In the meantime, spirals and circles and wheels
hurl us forward through time toward our destinies.
about wheels:
Here's a page by some poor fool who's obsessed with
Well, that's it, Pilgrim. You've been a lovely guest,
I do hope you've had a few larfs here, in any case.
I don't know about you, but larfter dulls my pain, sometimes.
Anyway, don't be a stranger, and you know
you are welcome to stay longer.