My thoughts are like the steady flow of airplanes passing my window.
One by one, they come out of left-field. Moving at speeds of 500mph towards I don’t know.
Than there’s a moment where I watch the sky fire up from bright blues to vibrant violets & warm hues of ultraviolets, the polluted horizon is defeated and slowly desaturates into darkness where I spend most of my waking life.
Where do my thoughts go?
Trapped on paper, sentenced to a desk. Written in computer code, imprisoned on a hard-drive.
That reminds me, I need to buy a new hard-drive.
I used to believe in a Monday, Thisday, & Thatday. But today is all I have and today is bygone.
Seize the night soulfully and whole-heartedly.