Wednesday, November 22, 2006

In a State

Palms sweating
Head spinning
Shaking uncontrollably, all over.

I cannot concentrate or focus, I am totally bewildered, I see everything and nothing.
The clock spins round in the stillness.

Words flow past me, but I cannot capture them. They flee faster and faster than I can run, even though I pursue them.

Calm down.
Breathe.
One, two.

It will soon be over, one way or another. I shall be released or damned.

It is essay deadline day.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

so did you make the deadline?