There is a wheel.
This wheel is an anchor,
and a yoke.
It goes round
and carries us.
It has been
going
forever.
There is
a ring of fire
under it.
Sometimes
you see the flames
from the wheel.
They speak to you
of warning,
memory,
truth,
like a whisper
from a mirror.
The wheel keeps going.
You carry it.
Nov 20, 2025
Nov 20, 2025 at 8:18 AM UTC
There is a wheel.
This wheel is an anchor,
and a yoke.
It goes round
and carries us.
It has been
going
forever.
There is
a ring of fire
under it.
Sometimes
you see the flames
from the wheel.
They speak to you
of warning,
memory,
truth,
like a whisper
from a mirror.
The wheel keeps going.
You carry it.