swimming
swimming
in the pools of my thought.
you'd bet i'd ought
ought to catch the thought
controlling
solving
knowing
the thought is the sort
the sort that drools over.
puddles to pools to ponds.
the thought whispers me pondering as
thoughts upon thoughts
thinking together
you'd bet i'd ought
ought to change the thought
stopping
halting
nothing.
the thought made me naught
taught me a new person
changed me a new person.
ons thought with new thought
hurting
killing
ending
i am caught by the thought
the thought and i are one
drowning
drowning
in the pools of my thought.
