Tick Tock
Reachin' for the Clock
Hip Hop
My mind don't stop
Hand Fan
Coming to a stand
Neat Feat
Wont get from my seat
Strong Long
My body's so wrong
Teenie Tiny
He looks almighty
Loud Proud
Voices in the clouds
Room Boom
To big to assume
Space Race
I'm not in this place
Head Bed
Full of lead
Stars Mars
Sitting in the sidecar
Grow Woe
Eyes a no show
Grip Grin
Hands so thin
Fine Line
Sanity's not mine
Girth Mirth
Coming back to earth
Hulky Hazy
I must be going crazy
This a poem I wrote sometime ago about the strange things that would sometimes happen to my senses of time and size. It is only recently that I found out that it was actually known as Alice in Wonderland Syndrome.
Categories:
hulky, adventure, confusion, fear, health,
Form: Rhyme