Friday 25 June 2021

In Your Head

by Nick Gisburne

Of all the swirling images you see
Are any of them steady in your mind?
They ricochet at random, fast and free
There really is no knowing what you’ll find
And what if what you told me was a lie
A forgery, a fantasy, instead?
Remember screaming? Now remember why
What really happened when you hit your head?
I need to take you where you think we are
You’re floating on a multicoloured cloud
But maybe your collision in the car
Is why the lights are bright, the sirens loud
    The sedative is simple. Count the sheep
    Don’t worry. I am just a doctor. Sleep