Poetry

 I need a personal holiday

A break from this foolish body

A few minutes at least, when I can touch my scalp without scraping ounces of dandruff with it

A second or two when I can look in a mirror without tasting disappointment

Now that would be something

I would like a release from this endless buzzing of thoughts against my skull

These insecurities and exaggerations are clouding my head

Yes

That's what I need

Just a little holiday from myself

To observe how I speak, act, think

To **** up all the protective and self-destructive barriers

A time of leisure and relax

Let's go away for awhile, shall we dear?