In My Head

Eyes, big eyes, small eyes
In awe, in shock, amused
They all peered in
Hands, short hands, long hands
All grabbing at me
I was soaking wet

“Say something I’m giving up on you…”

I have to say something
I don’t want to
It makes the hands and the eyes grope if I don’t

I’m fumbling
I’m okay
Yeah everything’s fine

“Oooh child, things are gonna get easier…”

The eyes bathe in relief
The arms fall back lazily
A little warm glow in the distance
Just enough to thaw out my fingers
I pull my thoughts closer around me
Sinking deeper

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