It’s a Mess

Body lines, 
Different designs:
It's all a damn mess.
Right is left,
Left is right,
The future 
Is not in sight.
Round and round
Goes the sound
As it all comes unwound, 
At least that's the dream I found
In the two thousand sixteen mound
Of anything goes
In the utopian land
Of the profane
— And profound.
It’s a Mess by K. Saitta
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