Racing Thoughts

Waking up to other people’s alarm clocks
Rewording sentences to other people’s thoughts
Undoing yarn balls, for a cat with no paws
Energy rolled into a lingering fog.
Writing long words on long paper to speak
To the ceiling to the bed, to no one, for me to keep
There is no net for cubes, like child’s toy, that fit
In the moving sound of a technology retard. Squeege.


These words, like sounds make to my mind, are senseless and I can figure them like I configure them in rhyme. I keep them like energy and they come like showers, fast in water. I fish for them and they bite, but not the bait. They've bit other thoughts. Half thoughts, bit by thoughtfish, kept in mind. My energyfish are thoughtfish, half-fish. The pool with chlorine in it, kept to be mine. I swim, I wish. Breath of air.