Broken Concentration Poem by Bragg Adocio

Broken Concentration

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Fingertips
Tapping on a desk
Fiddling with a piece of paper
Clicking nails together.
Popping gum
Chewing
Sniffling
Grunting
Humming
Sometimes singing!
Screaming! !
Whispering...... Silence.
Scratching. Scraping across a surface....
And yet, with all this, nothing amounts to you.
Jackhammers, bulldozers, New York traffic!
All of the above even!
BRING IT ON! !
No possible distraction in the world amounts to you.
Sitting quietly next to me.
In the sAme car, in the same room with me, in the same building, on the same block, the same PLANET since you never leave my mind anyway!
When I see you my watch becomes invisible, I lose sight of time like it was only an illusioon.
When I dream of you I forget all plans, I have to tell them I'll sleep on it.
When I think of you I smile, I laugh, I cry, stuttering and tripping, falling and with no one but you to knock me down.
Driving around town like an alcoholic, drunk off something else and feeling higher than a plane.
Walking dead into poles and not noticing because your name blocks out the pain.
If I went to join the army, then I'd probably trip a mine.
And I can blame my broken concentration, from you always running through my mind.

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