For the Quagmire, Quest, Quiescent Words Poetry Contest of Constance La France
"Plop me down on my bed with a good show on TV or a book to read and I will be at least physically quiescent. To get my mind to be completely at rest, give me a few of my Temazepams." quote by poet In quietude she lay – completely still. She’d turned off all distractions that one day. She’d made it clear she’d stay this way until the clutter in her mind would go away, for so consumed by thoughts, she could not sleep, and random things kept coming to her mind. Frustration thwarted her, and it lay deep inside of her, so peace she could not find. Oh, how she wished for all these thoughts to end. Not moving, she kept lying on her bed, unable still to even comprehend why crazy notions whirled inside her head. “My restless legs! I must get up,” cried she, “Quiescent now I simply cannot be.”
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