Thursday, July 5, 2012

tangled



 i wander through the reaches
of my twisted tangled mind
unaware of where i'm going

or what i've left behind
just a meander through the jungle
of vines and roots and trees
such bizarre, unwonted animals
the world has never seen














the process not quite sensible
it all makes sense to me
reliving aged memories


















 then emerging something new












all eternal flowing





















i sit back


enjoy the view
days and weeks are but a moment
lifetimes all within a blink
stop . . . . .rewind

all enjoyed while standing here













washing dishes in the sink