Day XIII
poetry month~
today & sometimes
too many thoughts
swirling IN & Out & Around.
not sure why
or how
they swarm IN
and cloud my moment.
breath IN
long exhale
and REpeat
and repeat some more.
sometimes the swarm
turns IN to a storm
and
rain and snow and hail.
other times
the swarm consumes
blocks out the light
then keeps moving.
where DID the swarm come from?
is my neighbor thinking too much?
or
are some things a magnetic trigger
calling IN a swarm or a storm
like a whistle
across the prairie.
sometimes
too many thoughts
rush in
with excitement
and possibility.
a more Organized Swarm
politely taking turns speaking.
if i take good notes during THOSE swarms
possibility leads to many delicious doorways.
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