Thought Poem by Anthony Fortunato

Thought



A string of thoughts
made of gossamer threads
knots of ideas here and there
strung together by one common theme
slowly frayed by long hard thought
weakened by ignorance
rebuilt with sleep
In dream the string mends
curves and bends
makes new connections

(unfinished)

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