Grinding gears, spinning wheels, off
the rails, in reverse,
On the ropes, off my rocker, untracked,
out of control,
Upside-down and lopsided, but ready to
roll,
Lead-footed, light-headed, in the
drink, out of air.
I'm too late for directions and too
dumb to care.
There are thousands of words for my
mind when it's seething,
But I'll settle for one word, as long
as it's “breathing.”
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