Kind of feeling like everyone might be feeling a little like this...or maybe at some point in your life you have. Such a busy time, busy thoughts, busy...busy. What more is there to say.
Slowing down my thinking
as words swirl in and pool
I drown in thoughts and feel their drag
as under currents pull
I will them to surrender
I wish them not to stay
I fight against erosion
but words don’t wash away
Their waves roll in like thunder
Though silent unto you
Like beating drums inside me
Vibration can’t undo
No fibers can divide them
No sun to dry them out
No better way to spite them
than better words to sprout