Brain Dump

The humming will be what gets me

Or the too bright lights

God is it ever quiet,

Now it’s too quiet

There’s no in-between

A constant give and take

Of feast or famine,

The usual struggle

Of 9-5

When I would rather be

Anywhere but here

But specifically hidden

In a corner of a cafe

With an iced drink

And a notebook poised

And waiting

For my pen to dance across it

And throw out the thoughts

That have been spinning

But how to make sense

Of a rush of nonsense-

An ever changing image

Of the past overlapping

With today

And the tomorrow we want

But the tomorrow I know

I just know

We will get

And the same words run

Through my mind

In that tone I despise

And why don’t you think it will work out

And I choose to not answer

Because my real answer

Oh you wouldn’t like that

It may crash that perfect image

Maybe destroy that all-knowing look

That makes my skin itch,

So I say nothing and you answer instead

Because you’re used to being let down

And I don’t deny it,

Because partially its true

But you would never admit

That there’s more than 1 way

To be let down

And you refuse the responsibility of such a-

The phone is ringing

Is anyone going to get that?

No, of course not

It’s just me.

Katrina Thornley is an indie poet often inspired by nature. In June of 2024 she released her 3rd poetry collection, Arcadians: Awakening in Nature. It is available on Amazon.

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