Over Focused

Hello Internet!

This is a poem I wrote that is just some of my observations.


I didn't like the way
light was flickering,
darkness coming and going.

Normally I don't notice,
I'm too over focused.

The wood spinning
faster and faster,
giving me a headache.

Normally I don't notice,
I'm too over focused.

The way the pendulum swings,
back and forth,
hypnotizing me.

Normally I don't notice,
I'm too over focused.

The gentle hum
coming from above,
putting me to sleep.

Normally I don't notice
I'm too over focused.

But that's just me.

-Brenna Bailey


I know it's kind of hard to understand but the things I was describing were blinking, a ceiling fan, a grandfather clock, and the AC unit. Thank you for reading my poetry and please share with your friends.