World Spins Madly On

I let the day go by 
I always say goodbye
I watch the stars from my window sill 
The whole world is moving and I'm standing still

Woke up and wished that I was dead 
With an aching in my head 
I lay motionless in bed
The night is here and the day is gone
And the world spins madly on

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I keep starting 

And stopping. 

Bouncing on the backspace bar

And bouncing on the backspace bar

And bouncing on the backspace ba

And bouncing on the backspace b

And going back and editing

I can't seem to

My words won't

Language deserts me

Eloquence betrays me

My dictionary my comforting companion

My thesaurus an eager wingman 

But neither can help me identify blue

Or red or green or grey

And I think I might be all at once

Or none at all

They still can't explain to me

The term anal retentive

But I think I might be

I'm full of shit

And I can't seem to let it go

They're my compass and map

Helping me navigate english

But they can't help me write poetry

And they don't pretend to help me write poetry

And I don't pretend to write poetry

Simile and metaphor don't like me much

and I don't understand them

Simile's a shy man

Unsure, but willing to hazard a guess

Metaphor is like a linguistic bull-rush,

Sure, and confident, and concrete

And I'm not sure if I'm like a falling leaf

Simply watching the ground approach

No

I'm a dog

My head is out the window and my cheeks are flapping madly about

My eyes are shining and I'm watching everything around me

Fly by at lightspeed

You're my Han and I'm your Chewie

Sights and smells and squirrels and shiny things

Zoom

Right

Past

And my tongue is drying out and flies are stuck in my ear

but I'm just glad that you're gentle

And I've yarped on the floor and pissed on the seat

but I'm just glad you brought towels

And I don't know where I'm going or why or when I'll see home

but I'm just glad that I have you for company