Dust Devils

I’ll tell you

A little story but

Not just this minute

I’m sleepy

Life is a quiet 

Whirlwind

All the chaos is

Behind closed eyes

Do I look still?

I am trying 

To rest

To calm the twisting

Leaves that are my 

Thoughts

Dust devils in my skull

Hissing and 

Jumbling 

Anything of use

Do I look tired?

I probably should 

It’s a long road back

To gentle breezes and

If I look alright I am

Hiding it well

But it’s not bad

Just messy and 

Noisy

And like every storm

This too 

Shall pass