Best Poems Written by Paula Jay

Baby Brain

Sometimes I feel like my skull is still soft and impressionable 
And when I press my palms into my temples 
My head becomes long
Like the kid who just ate his first warhead 
I close my eyes and see the floor through the dancing shapes in my eyelids 
I want to escape to the darkness 
Where every moment feels like the relief after taking my hands off my head 
And I can’t quite see the shapes clearly but I can feel them 
Like warm shadows that shift around me 
It’s right because the wind moves the trees and the trees move the street lamp glow 
The shafts freckle the sidewalk 
And move gracefully

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