sense huge thoughts shifting
under skin beneath awareness
learn stillness not silence felt
mind comparing sequencing
through thoughts with speed
elegance know aflame creativity
cannot quite keep up
with itself as poet
often cannot keep up
with self as thoughts spark flee
in multiple diverse directions
which mind treads to follow
which threads to discard thus
for each fish caught many
a school may be distance lost
when smoulder flames
into burning combustion
liquid napalm thoughts
ash drifts like metal strings
on a steal guitar mind plucks
at thoughts string picks notes
pluck thoughts turn thoughts
over dropping discarding
or expanding fervent ideas
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