Shhhhh, I’m reading.
There’s a world playing out in my mind,
While I sit stone-still, staring at arrangements of letters,
That give birth to whole lifetimes.
You can talk and laugh and walk around,
But please, please keep it down.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Shhhhh, I’m reading.
There’s a world playing out in my mind,
While I sit stone-still, staring at arrangements of letters,
That give birth to whole lifetimes.
You can talk and laugh and walk around,
But please, please keep it down.
Isn’t that exactly how it felt? Staring at arrangements of letters? You captured the essence of how it felt at the end.
You have a creative sense of humor, shhh… 😉
Shyami – you’ve perfectly captured the stultifying sense of exhaustion that hits at the end of the marathon! I’m actually wincing as I read this as it takes me back to our mutual experiences last week. Love this!