Inside machinery lies
Grey metal gears of all size

When everything is aligned
And all is right
They slide past another
Each tooth holding on to the other

The gears inside my machinery however
Could be in a condition much better

Bent and broken
Some circuits don't turn
Grinding and grinding
For relief they yearn

The grease that allows gears to slide
Should be maintained
There should be no grind
No grease should be as black as mine

But black can look alright
On a backdrop of white

When I press a page
Against my gears
The most beautiful patterns
Tend to appear