Tumbling, yearning,
Stomach churning,
Missing, hoping,
Not quite coping,
Can’t do reading,
Sleepless, needing,
Replayed lines
From future times,
Unhinged, dizzy,
Must look busy,
Vacant, dreaming,
Desperate, streaming,
Analysing what we said
Until I’ve got an aching head,
Alert, retiring,
Half inspiring,
I just can’t seem to concentrate.
It’s three o’clock. I’m wide-awake.
All Hell’s come loose and broken free,
Just look at what you’ve done to me.

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