Jing, Jangle

Jingle, Jangle


A jingle, a jangle inside my head with rhythm and beat
It fills my head, won’t take a back seat to sleep that I crave
Why must this be while lying in bed
I grab my pen and paper and write it all down
This writing represents my inner clown

©Chris Chonos

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