the RACING MIND
was not of any service,
neither was I,
trying to follow it.
…
‘OK, keep doing that,
if you think it’s FUNNY’,
+ I turned my back
towards it,
starting to walk into
ANY RANDOM direction.
…
the mind,
YOU SEE,
is an attention whore.
the moment
I turned away from it,
it COLLAPSED
to the floor
in exhaustion
+ fell
ASLEEP.
…
I picked it up
CAREFULLY
+ we could
finally go home.
.
music: Where Is My Mind
by Puddles Pity Party
.