jumping in
because the only thing to be scared of is myself
coming face to face with my utterly naked self

never gave it much thought
but my mind is filled with too many sporadic ideas
too many to share
to burden
to annoy
to pester
for to give others such an erratic appearance of my brain
would leave me completely alone

so I keep them to myself


but I've always wanted to create beauty
let it flow out of my soul

so here it goes


save poem
save poem
save poem


but this is not a poem
this is just scrambled thoughts
for now that is as much as I can commit