can’t close eyes when thoughts still race
brain numb for minutes at a time
got to keep the hand moving
the ink flowing how
he knows what to put where
it just goes on and on
he may not even get to chose
it forces its way out
got its own mind
can’t close eyes burning and dry
thin yellow dust covers everything
makes it hard to breathe and sleep
and think sputtering to a halt
slowing to start again suddenly
speeding into immovable objects
he never thought of
can’t close eyes when there is more to write
left to write what’s wrong
confusion got the mind tied up in knots
like the hair on his head
no one understands his desire
to be individual and not like all the rest
slaving for some cheesy job
it’ll melt someday no matter how
much keeps him awake
with few hours before he has
got to do the same
all over again…
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