Starting - stopping - herky-jerky;
Blurry vision - memory merky.
Grasping for the big brass ring;
Failing - missing everything.

Chaotic motions - strident voices;
One direction, without choices.
Dripping - darting - hurry-scurry;
Highs and lows - joy and worry.

Kept in place - one never passes;
Always pursued by mounted asses -
And up ahead one only finds
More myriads of equine behinds.

Speeding hither - back to yon;
Can't get off before it's done.
Start Exciting - ending boring,
Like birth and death - joy and mourning.

Riders exit - new riders enter;
A fleeting moment at stage center.
Countless cycles - mad convolutions;
Where's God's "Great Plan"? or evolution's?

Post Nausea
(Sage Wisdom

Ah! But......