Unsticking Is King (Or Queen)

UNSTICKING IS KING (OR QUEEN OF COURSE)

Stuck, stuck in a groove.
Stuck in a groove. Stuck in a
groove. Stuck in a groove.

Habit our own way?
We’ll never get anywhere
Treading this old way.

Stuck, stuck in a groove.
Stuck in a groove. Stuck in a
groove. Stuck in a groove.

Habit your own way.
Familiar, comfortable.
You won’t learn much though.

Stuck, stuck in a groove.
Stuck in a groove. Stuck in a
groove. Stuck in a groove.

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on February 27, 2019, in Poetry and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 5 Comments.

  1. You are not about to go all Lou Reed on is are you?

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  2. Certainly relating to this! Thanks for the reminder. Our perspectives and beliefs are especially subject to being stuck. Humans are a stubborn species.

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