12222010

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.