Selective Crossroads Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Thoughts being written as they enter my mind,
evaluating whatever I'm seeing myself.
Going together with a blend of color as it
turns all thoughts into a rainbow of energy.

Choosing selective crossroads as they appear
before me in visions, creating an existence
of my being, tactfully molding myself into
features of tomorrow's videos.

Tending to talk without always thinking, as
it gets me in trouble more often than not.
Creating coffins of my own making with
unthought of remarks.

Sliding down, off of ladders of perturbation,
finding answers written on another page that
I'm not privy to.