Word overdose, comatose, unsympathetically morose;
I find myself again and again a blank audience to the remains
I am running around in circles getting dizzy like I am 10,
it's a jumble,
jumble of a jumbled jungle gym of thoughts,
zooming like a tiny swarm or letters,
buzzing like do you want to do something else?
thoughts, thoughts are wearing a pair of jeans into the pool,
you just can't shake the heaviness.