A head glued in colour

glue head

 

 

 

head of glue
things stick
coloured points
blend over time
balance dried
fault breathes

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How should this run be ran?

change has hit me –
again and again –
it’s what it does,
but i resist.
sameness permeates my life.
others see change, where
i see staticity.
i run upon this treadmill,
each step no closer than the last.
adjust the settings, yet
i remain immobile.
shall i modify my run according
to the settings,
or,
should I take a step back
and watch the machine run?