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
