Imagination Poem by Kimberley Myles

Where I’ll end up I don’t know
No specific destination
On the trail of ideation
Feeding some new thought sensation

Build the thought up as I go
Sometimes it’s infatuation
Others it’s a computation
Always deals in fascination

Factor in to make it flow
Formed from basic information
Simple in its transformation
Thoughtful in its graduation

Seems so fast but moves so slow
Some may say it’s contemplation
I say it’s emancipation
Mostly it’s procrastination

Doesn’t matter - yes or no
I live for my imagination