My mind swirls
words jumble and jive
to a silent rhythm
bebopbebopbebopbebopbebop
ramming together
My thoughts inseparable
a tangled mess of “what if”
knotted
I tug at one end
unravel
into chaos and clutter
cosmic dust bouncing
here-and-there
random
like Sheldon Cooper on coffee
Copyright 2012 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman
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