The struggle of thought.

I can be within a thoughtthat every moment is intenseand each should be cherishedthen within the moment afterI drift within the pointlessness the struggle of thought of the ability to thinkare thoughts more valuable then others? Do other animals thinkor is the capability of thoughtregulated to humansdoes that mean we are the most intelligentor isContinue reading “The struggle of thought.”

I think

I think.Every second is a thought,every moment is many.I’m changing within each hourbecause these thoughts are bulkyerupting within my mind.My views they start overevery time another speaks.I must rethink,try again.Trying to be politeas I rarely understandrarely graspwhat the many say.I listen I interrupt because I need to speakbefore I forget. Thanks for reading.-Temperamentally Tina

I always think…

I always thinkI should be more. What is thatwhat is morewhat is better? They’re all thoughtsthat changefrom one thought to another from one brain out and in. Within a minuteit’s different because brains are articulating crunching the data trying to think. Each thought I feel lessless like it matters because I cannot fail because failingContinue reading “I always think…”

Placing the eggs in order.

It hurts in here I ask them to release the pressure It’s swollen because the little bugs are multiplying laying eggsat the thousandssprouting more thoughtsI’m trying to collect placing the eggsin order as if they’ll write a story seeded within my brain. Several lined upon the table I swat them to the floor stand upContinue reading “Placing the eggs in order.”

Humanity; A tornado of thoughts.

There’s so much yelling.I hear it over the wind?Through the wind?Is it carried by the windor is it in competition with the wind? Is the yelling what causesthe doors to slam shut or open taking them off their hinges?A whirlwind of competition. Humanity; A tornado of thoughtstrying to compete,being the strongest,being the loudest.It’s all soContinue reading “Humanity; A tornado of thoughts.”

Wrestling with the many words.

She was thrown in the ringwrestling with the many wordsthat defined the sportroped off by civilized notions and laws she must followas she crawled beneath the ropeshe got twisted and flipped about stuck feeling the self worth being beaten out of her by each opponent she came acrossand all their thoughts slammed all of hersContinue reading “Wrestling with the many words.”

Sleeping the thoughts off.

Sleeping the thoughts offas the eyes closemore appearwithout my control and I see the stories playof faces I don’t quite knowand I awakejot a few lines down to save and wash through my conscious mind mixing in the detergent letting them turn and soak indown to the final beepout they gohanging them to dryawaiting aContinue reading “Sleeping the thoughts off.”

Like a drip of acid.

Each task I must completeis like a drip of acidwithin my braina burning sensation eating holes through my memory a few tasks slip oh I forgot I can’t remember I can’t think of it all. An antidote within adaptation if I evolve into an individual that doesn’t stressthat doesn’t worry would that repair the holesbringContinue reading “Like a drip of acid.”