so you spin, the lights so near..
so close to touch, too much to hear..
in for disaster you turn,
faster..
and faster..
until you slow to a hult, stomach aching.
head racing.
eyes turning.
full jult..
and it stops.. it stands still..
no
no it never will
and on
and on..
you squint up at the dawn.
the mid-way sun
looking sleepily on in a mind
so full of song
that the day
nearly drowns you
your emotion surrounds you.
a mass rush of frustration.
your heart's latest creation
of what you can only now see
causes mass complication.
you stand
still now.
heart pounds..
and then,
open your eyes
and wake up.
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