Escaping Intellect Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Somnolent thoughts traipsing along pathways, free and
feeling pleasure that they can get away with for a
while.

Escaping intellect, wanting to find their way in other
directions without any guidance, loving to think out-
side the box.

Relieved at having found another route in which to
create designs and patterns of relativity and prose,
stretching their legs, following interior possibil-
ities, while intellect stands back, watching them,
amused at their antics.