My thoughts abandon me, now
this moment holds me to it. Now
I cannot get though this. Now
I am my biggest critic. Now
I wish you were kind. Now
people are dying. Now
I'm in this moment.
I'm not writing a poem. I am
just sounding out a thought. I am
Stevie Wonder without cite. I am
a Helen Keller untaught. I am
factored in, but I can't configure. I am
trigger fingered and fixed on you. I am
crazy talking, like I always do. I am
pouring myself into this moment. I am
spelling my thoughts to you.
You, you that is me.
You, my thoughts now audience in eventuality.
You, the feeling in a living diary.
You, the pull of my minds meandering.
You, the ever understanding.
