Soothe Me

sugar in my system
too much chocolate
belly so stretched out
too slow for movement
head too high for anything

they can’t hear me
need to turn me off
noise of them talking
shouting inside to stop
impossible to accept them

people to pleasure
so many things to do
too small to help them
too full of contrariness
always people expecting

against my desires
lists and tick boxing
ordered and sorted me
how very dare they differ
a clockwork world is mine

pain in my neck
sloth in my limbs
swollen little finger
tears behind my eyes
sitting as if frozen here

savoury takes away sweet
music masks myriad voices
listing and ticking will sooth
the connectedness of all people
my healing will come from patience