Thoughts
Annoying
Hover about
Like so many mosquitoes
Bearing down on my mind
Horse blinders
Determined to block my view of everything good
An endless
Bottomless pit of despair
Swallowing me whole
Hardly aware
Of my darting thoughts.
YOU ARE READING
Drifting Thoughts
PoetryThoughts drifted about my head No longer to be contained Spread forth across the paper Spilled ink.* *Yes, that is reference to another of my pieces; it amuses me, so why not?
