Sunday, October 21, 2012

fettering fleeting thoughts

I'm sorry that I take all this time,
I hide it under my bed
while I dream up
what I can tell you;
how words might fit
(like a captured photo)
to these things that rush right through me.
and so I lay careful traps in my own mind
where I wait,
hoping to catch my own drift.
to make it worth our while
to think at all.

1 comment:

  1. To sync my mind with what all I want is the most difficult task for me. I wish I can catch it's drift...