A poem about the process so far

jacqueline | Nov. 2, 2021, 4:19 a.m. Might be a poem


The space behind my mind. 

Deep into the darkness.

The mattress. 

Closed lids.

Calm.

At peace. 


In the distance plays a football team.

Muffled T.V noise. 

If you listen, it is silent. 


Deep in relaxation. 

The weight of blankets.

Heavy gravity. 

A symphony of beats. 

Deeper into the darkness

The sounds are breath strokes.

Ears provoked and bound. 


Suddenly, a thought occurs to me. 

It come's as a shocking melody

A daydream stopped immediately.  

A running rabbit mind. 


Not blissful silence.

Not anymore.


A wishful whisper. 

"fuck"

..

"I should be writing." 


Inspiration hits.

In little bits. 


And when, you never know.



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