Thursday, 3 November 2022

Roller Coaster

It seems that everything I’m exposed to 

I soak up like a sponge 

Til I’m sopping wet

And can take no more 


And so escape to sleep

Where the drama is reflected

And continued in dreams 


Til I can take no more 

And wake with a gasp

And a shudder 

Breathing like I just got off

A roller coaster

And thinking 

“There cannot be any more space in my brain”

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