Head Space

Whole little worlds All in one place Some taking place sporadically Others simultaneously Some spin at neck-breaking speed And others turn with motion Almost imperceptible But they're there Whole little worlds All in one place Each content With its own erroneous sense of self-imposed isolation Ignorant to the burden of their presence On other worlds now rendered barren Travelling the true path of isolation Their peaceful existence Threatened. Whole little worlds All in one place Fighting to be the only one - that's what I get, for taking the bus. Rebecca .A. Huxley