Spinning in circles
To feel like we’re moving
Increasing our speed
For a sense of improving
But we’re going nowhere
Just losing our heads
Then losing our lunches
When momentum falls dead
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
Spinning in circles
To feel like we’re moving
Increasing our speed
For a sense of improving
But we’re going nowhere
Just losing our heads
Then losing our lunches
When momentum falls dead