Not sitting still,

Pacing mostly,

getting so comfortable , and then pulling the blanket over all of me ,

because I am uncomfortable,

I am cold,

I have this memorized .

I have this italicized .

I am clever.

I am good,, for now

but there is nothing worse then these racing words

and the sound of my own voice,

while the other ear takes in everything else.

The doctor is in the other room,

to take it in all the rest,

this tidal wave,

all that control,

this masterpiece , and whatever is left.