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I don’t know why you’re here, but you
TH-THUMP
In my brain plenty enough.
I can’t seem to concentrate, let alone smile
When you’re around.
My mind throbbing, eyes pulsating,
Can’t seem to make the TH-THUMP stop.
STOP. TH-THUMP. STOP. TH-THUMP.
You follow me everywhere I go,
Everywhere except in my dreams.
Sleep, I say, sleep.
You made me a pessimist
Seeing the world clouded and greyish.
Perhaps my mind is one big storm.
The shock of lighting when you TH-THUMP
The thunder I feel when my brain is being
SMASHED!
And the waves that overflow the anguish
From my temples to the back of my neck.
About the Creator
Semoy Booker
I'm a Buddhist, Elizabeth Bishop fan, film enthusiast, and all things that make storytelling magical.
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