too fast too slow round peg square hole L shaped T slot straight line cube'd four nothin fits an still more. Spin it roll yet place's in blank, defrag the mind ya think it'll help. Too the right too the left straight shot too the middle thats it, shit there's a new void again created by moi! The further it gets the quicker it goes, there's a pause button somewhere it's gotta stop for awhile the minds movin mountains ice-capped stand stills~
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Nov 2009
About this poem:
Ah too much on the plate of unfinished business:) wanted to share how the mind or the think can get at times:) cheers all.
Lol, no but it does sound like it in some parts. It's a conversation I once had in condensed form of how tetris an the mind are similar. When everything fit's it works:)
Comments (3)