I am anxious and uncomfortable and fine
Tugged back and forth by time
Yet mine
Continue along what
Looks like a line
Trying to reject my own
little dot island
Spinning around and around
Looking up and down and getting wrapped
Up by the stream of
dots ahead and behind me
Squeezing until my stomach is
Tied up in knots
An endless blurring of dots
Nose running with snot
Every muscle pulled taut
I feel totally spun out and upset
Overwhelmed and yet
Right before hitting the wall
I don't take a fall
I give in to the dot
I'm on and in and with
And let go of the imaginary others
And I feel good again
I've done this so many times
Remember to remember I'm fine.
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