Their voices echo;
Parts of memories
Repeating themselves
Over and over.
Like a record caught on a groove
Or the favourite part of a film
Someone just rewinds
To hear the same line
Again and again.
Or a piece of music
Someone practices
Playing it until
They get it right.
The conversations overlap
And merge.
And it seems as if I have
Forgotten how to think straight.
I can't stop them.
I-
I need them to
Leave me alone.
Someone needs
To keep them quiet
Before they
Swarm my mind
Completely.
