thud, thud, thud
the note pound my senses.
it reads, thinking felt.
the spaces between
reach towards one another
only to have their grasp
thwarted upon reflection.
pronounced initials
of first impressions,
whose brevity transfigures
misinterpretation,
decays under analysis.
living contrition assumed
when death is.
dull points tear
a/ head,
forward resting
reflections
missed by mirrors
presenting skewed
portraits onlooking
misconception.
speak and your voice will follow.
or, follow your voice to speak.
both die difference
in a language shared.
i should be used to it by now.
the little voice in my head,
speaking thoughts of
actions unfulfilled.
control breaks upon
decisions weighed.
ideation wanders
unrealized until
confronted with
its reflection.
the want of need
kneads the want
tangibility signifies real
thoughts manifested
steering left and right
guides linear, unless
pulled hard.
speaking these written words
don’t sound quite right.
the tip of the tongue
outmaneuvers this pen.
however,
the pen corrects the
slips a tongue lives.
present unrequited safety in time,
wrote by reflection,
borne of changing moments.
look back to gauge
a way forward,
modifying each step
to current rhythms.
feeling leads as long
as reason permits
decisions made in heated
passion run blind of logic
rational emotion tends
to the paths of disarray
impulsivity agitates
the pond of reflection
corporeal sentiments
need not pay mind
situations dictate
expectations attained
by impartial inference.
innate fault
rushing headlong.
WALL.
durable,
supportive,
structured,
purposeful,
consequence.
madness hoping for change.
change is doing.
see wall,
access,
execute.
reflect once through.
