Over/Under

Buzzing lights and constant fights

To keep my mind from barks and bites

Of those who from the inside hound

Drowning in the dull drab sound

The hell that is at the helm

Of this constant overwhelm.

Itching for a place to go

Pacing quickly to and fro

Crawling with the urge to do

All the things I’ve wanted to

The hell that is at the helm

If this constant underwhelm.

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