Bang Poem, by CT, at My poetic side

Bang!

And I spiralled down into a long deep sleep

Sleep

Sleep.

Against all the odds, I spiralled back up and awoke

Awoke without power

Spiralling down again

I had a flat battery.

I went backwards and forwards in my mind.

Slowly the power returned

But my ceiling is lower

I now have a less powerful battery.

I don’t understand

It takes me a long time to cotton on to little things

I forget names

I forget what I’ve just read - I can’t read

I can’t understand how I did what I did before.

And self destruction kicks in

The battery is less powerful

And

Now

The chassis is getting rusty

And

Bits fall off!

Am I due for the scrap heap?

Can I make the chassis appealing enough by patching up?

Is there enough power left in the battery to kickstart the motor once again?

To bring the chassis back to purring life

To wake again?

To start again?

Chloe ©️

Bang