my mind is spinning ’round the clock; my body its house not a home

it separates, in dysphase, out of sync

my mind chases me lost endless race; my body missing steps to catch up

it stumbles, in disarray, so displaced

my mind a traitor lets my logic go; my heart is frantic moving erratically

it’s anxious, in paranoia, steals my air

my mind fuckin loud & won’t silence; my body strikes back- held by inertia


A mood I can’t quite figure out but kinda just don’t want to.

I smile though not all the way. I smile to savor this suspended bit of clarity.