Coffee, glasses, headphones, books, drawings, pens, pencils, phone, rain, bed, clothes....
Music, cold, anxiety, thoughts, feelings, hot, blood, time... .
Where you are?
Is life again?
Just a lot of thoughts in a small room, 'cause there are too many.
No humans, only thoughts.
Where are they?
Not here.
Just whales, just water, just planets, just bridges, just stars, just things, just body....
A soft sweet surface
Thousands colors, not humans
Who are you, then?
A thought?
A dream?
Just. . . .
YOU ARE READING
Day Dreamer's Thoughts
PoetryWhat are you thinking now? what is in your mind? Are you insane or it's just me?