imagination – Scribbles and Rambles

Stark commotion

So much noise
So much
Reverberating
Vibrating through and through
The commotion is stark
Startlingly stark
I close my ears
Pretending I do

Going spirals in these twisting coils

They’re turning,swirling,on,on

Restless,unending,seemingly infinite

Turning to shades of every possible and improbable colors

Bright,dim,glittery,low,high are they

Making me anxious,ecstatic,weak,drowning

Deadly,frightening is their pace,I’m scared

Feeling hopeful,lost,weird,wanting

Doubtful if I’ll last till they end

In lightening speed they quicken

My poor self,petrified,drained,devitalized

Horrid traffic,noise in my head,thoughts in my ears

Need to stop,need to continue