A Wind Up Toy Poem by Theresa Ann Moore
A Wind Up Toy
Each movement is planned
and well oiled to avoid friction
Making decisions is very bland...
eliminating questions or predictions
Years fade away and disappear...
The mind can no longer select
It is persuaded by moving gears
as they turn and direct...
Never allowing a pause to recall
What it was like to think at all
9/22/09
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
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