Poets Square: Here

On Friday I broke down

My mind caved in on itself

Causing the mechanics of me

To cease to

Be

Moving

My brain stopped moving

Or maybe it wasn't so much that it stopped

But that it started

In the wrong direction

Down.

I went Down.

Tumbling

Spiraling

Down

Down

Down

To a place I did not want to go

Nor had I planned to be

Yet there I was

My brain coughing and clanking

like an overheated motor car

Broken.

I didn't want to admit it

"The cars Fine!" I declared

As the smoke and steam filled the air

But They knew it wasn't

I was fooling no one

No one

But me.

And as I tried to get into my car and drive

I heard a "BANG" then a "SWOOF"

And a great cloud of smoke enveloped all there

And gradually, suddenly I found I was here

Here

Which is There

The Place which I fear

The Place where the Spiral

Drags me down

Now called

Here

A.J Hendry

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