Saturday, 23 January 2016

Waves of Wires

Waves of wires,
wrapped and tangled,
all worn and thin at the ends.
Waves of wires,
my brain has just wrangled
an hour of sleep til it mends
but world of worry,
restless and rotten
is an hour I can no longer spare.
World of worry,
too heavy to be forgotten
my wires are all burned and they're bare.

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