Ions

Ions

A Poem by Cutmyhairplease
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Positively or negatively charged?

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She keeps ******* drowning
(Over and over)
And the hair
spreads out above the water

I,
I am happy
And I think less about things than I used to

I think it might be strange
That I can still walk
And yet not think

But people still accept me as sane
And tell me my life is anything but mundane
Stuck in the interspace

There are a lot of wires
feeding my arm
I wonder when they’ll go away?

I wonder when the people will come back?
There are seventeen cups of tea
Surrounding my chair
(But sometimes I don’t really think they’re there)

Blue has the shortest wavelength
And therefore hurts my eyes the most
If curtains didn’t exists; nor would I

My friend told me I am too introspective
and consequently should wear less grey
But grey scarves are all I think about

Found floundering in the ionosphere
Taken home
And never put to bed

© 2014 Cutmyhairplease


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Added on March 1, 2014
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Cutmyhairplease
Cutmyhairplease

Milton Keynes, United Kingdom



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