Anything... I need help.
Breathless and tired of all this
critical thinking and
drama going through my head.
fixated on one thing, yet many things seem to be floating in the
galaxy of my mind.
High on the thoughts of frustration.
Insulin pumping through my body.
Just thinking, thinking, thinking.
Keeping my concentration,
lies go through my head.
Making the most out of my time;
No one is going to stop me.
prying into my head.
Quotes about the
Renaissance are coming in,
screeching. My head is a
temple. It has been
unstoppable, but other
views are distracting me.
Wafering about other things.
Xylophones popped into my mind.
Yahoo is my favorite search engine. I’m
zigzagging on the brink of craziness.
When asked about the poem, editor Kacee Baker said, "I like how the subject, a person struggling to control their thoughts, works with the abecedarius format and the disjointedness of the poem." Isaac Vollstedt, an 11th grader form Regina High School, found a unique way to fit the constraints of the challenge that the editors thoroughly appreciated.