The Undiagnosed ADHD Friday Night Show
A restless poem by a restless poet
My nervous system
Is a hamster wheel run by a dog
Who’s chasing a cat
Who’s got the hamster wriggling in between it’s teeth
~
My wife just calls out that she loves me
As I sprint across our small home
From one room to the other
Cat tripping me between my feet
As our dog hides under the couch from the madness
~
I know she thinks I’m nuts
But I’m both over and under-stimulated
Overwhelmed and underwhelmed
Restless and bored simultaneously
I wonder how I will sleep tonight
Either soundly or violently
~
There is constant storm and rainbow in me
And I see both umbrella and smile tucked in the back pocket of my wife’s pj pants
She knows that I am trying
(To not keep running across the television screen as she watches her show)
(But the house is one main room and I always cross in front of her television show)
I am always entertaining
If not for her or myself, then for the cat who finds it all so much fun
~
The dog sits in my armpit, tail in my face
Cries about his ball that keeps rolling off the bed
My wife knows it will take me either two hours
Or two minutes
To fall asleep
She knows I will call her soon to keep me company
She has a patience for me that I still don’t fully understand
But am eternally and utterly grateful for
~
It’s Friday night
And I can’t seem to figure out this puzzle of
What the heck to do
~
Can you?
About the Creator
Oneg In The Arctic
A queer storyteller and poet of arctic adventures, good food, identity, mental health, and more.
Co-founder of Queer Vocal Voices
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