I write poetry

So the tick tick tick

Tock will stop being

Stuck in my brain

 

Around and around

I go

Running in circles

Just like the clock

 

Poetry allows me to

Stop

Stop? No can’t stop

Won’t stop

 

Wait

Breathe…

In some Poetry

 

Getting all the

Co2 out of my lungs

In short spurts

Like reading

Between the

l i n e s

 

Poetry

Also

Oxygen