Buzz

A poem about all the thoughts running through my head.

My head is
buzzing
buzzing
buzzing
I have things to do,
Lists to make but my thoughts just go
buzz buzz
I have to write a list of all the events coming up 
and a list of things to buy, a list of chores I have to do
but still
buzz buzz
my head buzzes while I write, and the buzzing becomes clearer—
“You should be wearing your glasses while you do this,” “Shouldn’t you be writing those other pieces you’ve been saying you’ll write?” “Remember that weird dream you had?” “You call that poetry? It doesn’t even rhyme, “Why don’t you rest your eyes, your chores and writing will be there when you wake up,” “Weren’t you supposed to go to the gym today?”
Buzz
Buzz
Buzz
Rumble
And you wonder why I have headphones on all the time