Chris Walsh (chris_walsh) wrote,
Chris Walsh


It's less clear, now.
In the head, it's crowded,
Mental yarn not -- not yet -- set free from itself.
Thoughts have weight. The mind,
Out of shape,
Strains to lift them, move them, refine
-- freshen
-- convey them.

It's work.
It should feel less like work.

Easier to think lighter thoughts. Easier to re-think the lighter thoughts, re-run them.
You convince yourself: it's like a treadmill. They do help. Eventually.
But the landscape around it doesn't change.
Unless fog rolls in --

It's less clear, now.
Is clearer near?

- Christopher Walsh, written 7-8 May 2014

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