Scattered mindedness- A Poetic Practice

I'm finding myself thinking way ahead of myself and i posit it to you being there all the time even when life didn't connect our dots

I'm convinced god is one of my older brother stearing me through a storm of emotions that's waiting for my gut to burst

I'll never take it as a cruel joke outlet than it's giving me this crazy poke and i know it will just lead to some crazy stroke

They're no complaint as it's all asked forlike a sunbathers bask and is this what life brings into the table and it's all set

It's never a simple complicated life that's full of contradicting contradictions fueled by wreckless emotions as deep as your blue ocean

Oh how i long for that sweet surrender with my arms stretched out wide no longer longing to touch but already touched.

A silver lining on open sore provides much needed respite and deep insight