Are you the same person you were as a child? Your cells, lego blocks of the flesh Have all been swapped for newer models Nothing remains of the baby in the adult So, no. But You are more than flesh You are mind Memories of then still linger in the now Pieces of small you…
It starts small A little, everyday problem And then the mind takes over Conversations and arguments are imagined Mental extrapolation works overtime Concern to worry to anxiety to choking fear Imagination leaps into escalating disaster The stuff of nightmares As terrors fuel themselves Spiralling, ever downward Like a tornado
Eclectic Assemblage 