It happens to me all the time--business <br />Goes up and down but I'm the yo-yo spun <br />Into the high speed trick called sleeping <br />Such as I am fast standing in this line now. <br /> <br />Maybe I am also a top; they too sleep <br />While standing, tightly twirling in place. <br />I wish I could step out and listen for <br />The sort of music that I must make. <br /> <br />But this is where the state celebrates its sport. <br />From cushioned chairs the agents turn your ample <br />Time against you through a box of lines. <br />Your string is both your leash and lash. <br /> <br /> The faster you spin, the stiller you look. <br /> There's something to learn in that, but what?<br /><br />Jack Agüeros<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-substantially-like-the-words-of-f-rodrigu/
