Monday, 14 August 2023

Sketched mind

 


Mind full

of splintered memories.

Head choked

with slivered thought.

Words unformed,

pictures never fully drawn,

but faces appear

from deep in the storm.

Spaces I've peered into,

places I've been, or will

when the wind

has finally blown through

and the air is still.

 

Brain a mess

of haven't happened yets,

combined with moments

of happiness,

caught

like butterflies in nets.

The way a wing beat

can replay

a faded memory

and a heartbeat

can scare

the demons away.

 

On my brainwaves

surfing

the liquid waterways

of my memories,

are the still to comes,

the been and gones.

The yet to happens,

and the wish they hadn'ts.

Every moment of my past,

and some of my future too.

All bubbling together

like some maddening brain stew.

 

Through every pulse,

every twitch,

of my synaptic contacts,

an itch.

On the very thoughts,

a shimmer,

a glare,

A whisper echoes

in the way

they all sit there.

These memories,

of what has and will be,

These pictures

of old and new me.

Not complete.

Faded lines etched,

not shaded,

just hastily sketched.

 

 

 


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