Standing outside,
entering one quarter of a whole,
her revolving reality
Clutching brass
Looking backward
Pushing forward
One by one they step out,
she remains, spinning alone
for her own sheer enjoyment.
Standing outside,
entering one quarter of a whole,
her revolving reality
Clutching brass
Looking backward
Pushing forward
One by one they step out,
she remains, spinning alone
for her own sheer enjoyment.