not so late yet but my brain start to enter unwilling-to-catch mode,  though something still had to think by him. just a time for a little escape. as the la’s, also six pence none the richer, said..

there she goes..

there she goes again

..

racing through my brain

pulsing through my veins

..

and i just can’t contain

this feeling that remains

-written while contaminating my blood with small amount of caffeine-