Thoughts.

Inconspicuous thoughts cross my mind.

At any given time

Like the two thousand four tsunami

They just come at me

Without any warning they appear

I cense them when there near

Like a magic trick, they just appear

They bring me joy

They bring on fear

Like farmer Brown,

I dig a hole up on the ground

Some I bury deep, some I let them sleep

Others are mine to keep

The rest I let them be and set them free

The author past away

He's survived by the words he wrote today

Even though that day is not today

When you read this words he says

The author past away

But today is not that day



"Past away"

You may think of death

But of death I speak not today

This words WILL live forever

Thoughts Immortalize

Finger tips paralyzed


I missed my scheduled stop

My train of thoughts travels through the dark

To a place where hands are the ones that talk

A place where paraplegic thoughts learn to walk

So fallow me but let me go

Let's jump in and find out

How deep this rabbit hole really go's