I’ve come to understand that I can hardly trust your signals.
On and off
off and On
and on and on and on
are you even paying attention?
Can’t you see that you’re confusing me? and him?
What about the rest of them?
Here we go again:
*** Big Display***
revving up for a turn you never take
it’s like you’ve tuned it out over time –
the incessant, intermittent
* click – click – click – click *
haunting the head of anyone
fool enough to ride along
Let me say it once and be gone:
“Your signal’s on.”