My mind is arguing
Fighting
Fighting
Tossing and turning
Trying to plant thoughts
Evenly spaced
In a logical progression
All in chaos
Some escape
Like artists
Deep into the woods
With an easel
To paint wild creatures
And draw imagination
Out from under the canopy
Some take to wing
Like angels soaring
Clouds and Heaven and hymns
Only touching the solid earth for a moment
To Bless and disappear
Some creep in like nightmares
Sinewy tendrils of darkness choking
Winding and climbing
Cut them quickly before they bloom
Before they
Before
Hurry
Please
But I glow brighter
They shrink back
Slithering away
Then
I am dancing in the storm of thought
In rain without the acidic touch
I am light
Lighter still
Still lighting the flow
Still flowing the light
