Beware the Interim

Mind is spinning,
forgotten past?

Mind not quite holding,
do memories last?

Thimble's useless,
sew the threads;
clothes disintegrating betwixt my fingers,
grasping, clinging...

Mind's still reeling,
hydroxyzine?

Headache mounting,
don't cause a scene.

Interim tandem,
we stay together;
bicycle race through min(e)d pathways,
paved with medicine and meditation.


Line count: 16

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Inspiration: Anxiety fueled insomnia.

"WINNER and NEW PROMPT, due 2-Mar-2019!"  
NEW PROMPT: Use the following words/phrases in your story or poem; make them bold to make the judge's job easier:

bicycle race
thimble
headache
forgotten past
interim