Wanderer
Delving deep into those thoughts,
with the brim of restlessness almost full
Firing through like a hot air balloon
Contradictory to what it may seem. Swimming peacefully like a blue lagoon mermaid.
Which of the two is it?
Gazing through the open light that shines through the sky,
Jumping, tingling and whining.
Begging to be released. Begging to be set free. Begging for peace of mind.
Why? Why can’t you damn well sit still? Has no one taught you anything?
Don’t play tricks now. Be calm.
Stop.
I said to s t o p.
Don’t wander. Don’t tip over your brim of restlessness.
Come back here my little darling. Let me put you back to bed.
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