Sticky Music
Driving along, I’m hearing a song
as my radio I like to play.
I get to my job and hear all day long
that tune that just won’t go away.
The lyrics keep playing -staying and staying -
lines of lyrics I cannot expel!
Like a carnival horse on a pole, my brain’s swaying
round and round on this cursed carousel.
Enough with its brightness -this tune so appealing
with lyrics not even that rich!
Then even in bed, I lie there – mind reeling.
This earworm’s a Cognitive &$%ITCH.
All night without sleeping, just in bed lying.
It’s the insomniac’s woe.
To focus on sleep, I’m trying and trying.
Sticky music, I beg you to GO.
Jan. 7, 2019
for the Sing It contest of Nina Parmenter
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2020
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