Falling about with laughter,
Rolling around on the floor.
Trying to make sense of things.
Waiting for post to come through the door.
Stroking a hand through hair that's not there,
Lolling about on the bed.
Watching and waiting for life to go by,
Noticing what's not been said.
Looking at pictures of beautiful people,
In all sorts of states of undress.
My eyes are trying to get out my head,
But I'm coping with all of this stress.
Battling with mild narcolepsy,
Falling asleep on the spot.
Waiting for my love to come to me,
I'm lucky for what I've got!
As my rambling words start to falter,
My mind decides to seize.
And they then start to look all a jumble,
But that tends to pit me at ease...
Ta-Da!!!
• All poems on this blog are written and belong to J. R. A. Gigney, unless otherwise stated.
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