Cretinous Creatures!
They are crumbling while they crawl.
They come and go,
Rumbling,
The rolling... rolling... rolling...
Train of my Thought.
I'm trying...
I am trying
To keep the chaos close,
But it is such a chore.
They get stuck,
Trapped;
These thoughts of mine.
They slip,
They slide,
Out of the reaches of their time.
