I was stuck on a wheel of three or four obsessions
Running in the opposite direction.
Sisyphus can spin forever and always turn up wrong.
Once you kill one
Another arrives
Carressing you with its killing hands.
It’s not a ride to leave
You ride alone, pleasureless
A bloody nose
A bloody arm
A bloody life.
Soon you’re back in your bed
Failing to sleep
Failing to live.

But things can change.
A record can change your life
A girl can change your life
A novel can change your life.
Suddenly you are up and about
No longer spinning
Accepting things as they are
But fighting to survive.
Always fight to survive
Always survive to fight.

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