a whirl of chaos

surrounded by thoughts

by specs of light

that could be intelligence

cascading flecks of ideas glitter

in my scattered sunlit moments

and erupt in all directions

thoughts like motes of dust

glint with inspiration

flow

then lie

unused

D Capes

reality bites

etched into my deepest being is

my I

engraved moods and capabilities

pressed

forged from malleable flesh

how to feel

in the end we are whatever and whoever

are captured in this space

placed in this time

on this sphere

all depths have glimpses of brilliance

so much is twisted confusion

escaped thoughts echo somewhere

boiling in my twisted infinity

never easy to understand