Monday 7 April 2014

Surrounded

The dissonant swarms
are surrounding again
inside my head.
Inside my head,
swarming my thoughts,
they surround me again.
Where can I escape
when they are in me?
I can't escape
this part of me.
Each snapping jaw drones
and my neck snaps to look.
I'm lost again
back in my self dug rut.

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