explosion of thought
eruption of imagination 
a peace… yes, peace
that’s it... that's it
a peace that is 
here one moment
but broken the next
the disturbance of dry days 
parched... yes, parched
like desert sands 
when the mind is blank 
or lacking stimuli
those things that 
pull. trigger. shoot. 
a thought into existence 
out of the stagnant womb 
where it rests. and lingers.
and festers. and rots.