her head is overfull
with thoughts of him
she can feel them pushing out through her hair follicles
seeping out of her pores
thoughts she could once contain, contract
now expand and explode until they fill the room
thoughts of him push aside the bedside table
there is no space left for anything
or anyone
else
~Melanie Thomason
1/14/2020
Quite the visual! Excellent poem.
Thanks!
Sounds as though it’s quite messy falling in love with this guy, lol
LOL true enough