The WHY: I was achually drinking a shake when i came up with the idea for this poem. I kinda spaced out and when i spaced back in (lol) i realized i had drank all of my shake..and i diddnt remember what it tased like.
Stray tHiNkInG
Start one thing; rich
You are abruptly captive by the human thought of instinct
But plain sameness piles up like sediment
And soon enough humane society allows the mind to wonder
To foreign lands
Means nothing but much
Space is now open to the giddy toddler roaming in the desert of your mind
Hands playing with dry meaningless change
Forgetting the known world and turning eyes over to fantasy
Blind to VERITAS
And when that day comes where you escape back to reality
Everything will be different
The shake has gone
The sun?
Set.
And you
Gone.
I dont really like this picture..but o well:P
Sincerly,
Sarah Jessica
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