the 3rd wheel

been dragged along

by one friend or the

other, be the context

one of two new lovers

needing that 3^rd wheel

to feel comfortable

(feel out the other),

whether out of some

“act of compassion” on

the part of the two

friends to bring the

seemingly antisocial out

of the cave, whether it

be just an innocent

trip to oblivion

whose impetus came

from a mutual conversation

between them all,

the fact remains the same

that when said 3^rd wheel

has feeling for one of the

other wheels, then this

three wheeler just ain’t

gonna do the tricks in the

sand hills like it was

supposed to, now is it?

Reviews

[crystallized illusions]

I'm sorry to say, I know how you feel.

Well written, but maybe try to break it up into stanzas a little more?