Friday, July 8, 2016

come in, make yourself at home

a visitor enters my den,
says he's glad to see me and takes a seat,
begins to ramble incoherently
jumping from stone to stone
avoiding hot lava or deep waters,
only he sees the tether binding
ideas lost in space,
so far gone they've lost the trajectory
for anything remotely sound,
flowing fast-forward,
I can't seem to find the pause button,
I interject only to send him
down another path of fragmented thoughts,
his mind hitting light-speed,
something his mouth never developed,
when he's done he gets up and shakes my hand,
"Good talk", he says and leaves the room.
I never found it that easy to compliment myself,
but I'm willing to try anything once.

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