back and forth and back and forth
she's rocking in her head
back and forth and back and forth
she might as well be dead
back and forth and back and forth
and back and forth and back and
stop
and forth and
stop
and
STOP
STOP
STOP
STOP
STOP
I sometimes feel that way, yeah.
ReplyDeleteI think everyone does, at least occasionally, except the lobotomized.
DeleteYou made me tired--is that you?
ReplyDeleteWell, I wrote it so I guess I made you tired. I sent you an email asking if I can interview you before I review your book. How's about it, ducky?
DeleteHugs and love to you.
ReplyDeleteRight back at ya, 1970. The Hurricane's nickname used to be 1590 (SAT score when 1600 was perfect oh yeah, that's my baby).
DeleteI do that often.
ReplyDeleteThese kids make me crazy.
Kids will do that to you. Then they grow up and either they move in with you and you can't get rid of them, or you hardly ever see them.
DeleteI couldn't get this to go under "reply". I didn't get your email--I just checked again--but I would love to have you interview me!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Madam Fishducky. I hope to send you questions in a couple of days.
DeleteYes! Please stop!!!!!
ReplyDeleteOkay.
DeleteSeriously, have you been reading my private journal?!!
ReplyDeleteYes. I'm quite sneaky.
DeleteYoungest has decided that he's not moving out until he has enough money saved for a house, cuz he doesn't think having a mortgage sounds appealing. So I think he'll be making me crazy (and providing blog fodder) for even longer than the next 7 years.
ReplyDeleteI feel for you.
DeleteYou make me feel so mellow!
ReplyDeleteGood!
DeleteWell... Did ya stop?
ReplyDeleteI stopped! I swear I stopped!
DeleteI kept rocking back and forth and almost fell asleep....Then I jumped right up when I read you're going to interview Fishducky cause she's writing a book. I can hardly wait....:)
ReplyDeletefishducky's book is out! You can order fishducky's fables on amazon.
DeleteA simple poem that manages to say it all.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Stephen.
DeleteI understand this feeling~
ReplyDeleteGood! Not that I want you to be frantic, but poets love to give words to feelings that can be difficult to describe.
DeleteIt is so hard to shut off our brains sometimes. ;)
ReplyDeleteThe brain rules.
DeleteThis piece just screams frantic! I love it...but it makes me sad too. I hate when I can't shut my brain down.
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