Living inside my head
I’ve started to name my thoughts
Perhaps this isn’t right
Have I gone loony?
I don’t say goodnight to them
I’m definitely not setting an extra place
At the table I eat at daily
But does this deter those rumblings?
They do talk to me
They whisper and hint at greater things
Pushing me, a rush against time
Clawing at my nerves
I will walk them tonight
Along with the dog and my legs
Perhaps they’ll enjoy the night air
It always settles me down