Stop
The record turning in my head is not the one I wanted.
I wouldn't start this spinning thing that leaves me feeling haunted.
The human mind should come equipped with knobs marked “off” and "on."
Perhaps then I could sleep again and look to a peaceful dawn.
June 8, 2018 , entered in Silent One's When a Fourth Line Helps
It to Rhyme Contest
Copyright © Janice Canerdy | Year Posted 2018
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