Musings on Thought Intruders

Ever since I wrote that poem,
all I ever think of now is you.
And I really, really, really
need you 
to stop forcing your way
into the crowded spaces
of my mind,
into spaces
you constantly insist on occupying.
Because it's ten minutes past midnight
and I really, really, really
need to 
finish my thesis.
And I can't concentrate when
all I ever think of now is you,
ever since I wrote that poem.

-Nocturnal Scribe

Note: March 8, 2013; 12:00am

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