One thought just sits there

Won’t move

Taunting, and if not taunting then


Pestering to whatever volume or degree it wishes

My wish is, for me to put me in a space

Where I learn from it

But it’s hard

The day rolling like some bizarre train

New songs the next me’s veins

I’m not going to just sit here and allow the wind

Alerts and alarms, now I’m just choosing deaf

I have only a bulldozer way after today