October 28th

Most days spent poetry thinking

combined with copious coffee drinking

during my days of poetry blogging

I'm constantly internally monologuing

I've heard it's not good for your health

To over think too much to yourself

But if your reading my worry is offset

As you are here to aid and abet

If I spoke all my thoughts out loud

I'd be rushed away from the growing crowd

And left to dribble in an asylum

Or ferried back to Wight Island

I'm starting to fall out with me

And with myself disagree

So my readers please accept great thanks

As I'm struggling with cranium angst

For my previous ways I'm being chastised

But I can see the greater good, the bigger prize

I've dropped a stitch in my minds crochet

As thoughts are flicked into my minds ashtray

So I continue searching for each synonym

To keep my thoughts from inner deafening

As I'm conquering my day dedication

I'm longing for actual conversation