Invasion of the Body Snatcher(s)

I am not myself...

Help!
Brain taken over by
Flights of fantasy,
Flickering images looped
Like a movie on endless playback.

Momentary respite:
Ho Chi Minh,
City of a million motorbikes –
Peace ironically.
Days filled with
Never-ending hustle and bustle
Lungs saturated with
Overwhelming exhaust fumes
Ears inundated by
Incessant noise
Eyes swamped by
Perpetual movement of
A burgeoning cityscape,
Not a moment
or a braincell to spare
At least till night fell.

Back home once again
Helpless against
The memories
Enthralled by
Illicit moments
Surreptitiously yet
Shamelessly stolen.

Once again
Exhausted by
Sweet intoxication.

Madness.