Over and over her mind went
over and over the same thought
till it became so battered, so broken
that it didn’t do justice to her beautiful mind.
Over and over her thought went rolling
over and over disturbing her peace
till it burst into a thousand bits
and she couldn’t remember what she had even been thinking about.
Over and over those bits continued
over and over through the chaotic crossroads of her desires
till they formed a blockade of confusion and paralysing
Over and over she told herself to be calm
over and over she willed herself to take each thought
and nurture it, respect it, accept it, manage it
before it could be battered, shattered, broken and blocked by the busy streets of her busy mind.
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