Sunday, January 25, 2015

The Gear

This is who he is.
That is what he is.
A gear.
A small piece of the machine.
That bumps and grinds, and spins, and never changes.
Only gets worn down, replaced, forgotten, recycled.
Do we see the infinite mystery around the machine, or do we just see the machinations of society grinding on forever?

No comments:

Post a Comment