The mobile asylum
running on squashed penny wheels
Rolling over ditches following the stray
Like a dog after a hare
The large hotels of ambition
Where fancy youth congregate
Their whole life is spent
on accommodation
Welcome to the neighborhood
as it moves this way and that
The only stationary things are the scales
Step on it like a minnow in the skin of a whale
Cross the bridge made of love notes never received
look over the side into the water of misled fantasy
See how the rabid dog drinks from it
then make your way to the top of this great hill
From there you can see the real sun
and not some manmade satellite of illumination
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