Come and Go, and Around Once More
I think, I think.
I thought.
So
I write, I write.
I wrote.
Sit,
I speak, I speak.
I spoke,
what was written on my notes.
You hear, you hear.
You heard.
Enough is what you think,
You like, you like.
You like, not?
Well,
Sad but true.
Things are not always good.
I’ll stay strong,
And up all night long.
If I have to.
For I must now
repeat repeat.
Re do.