My skull is a compact living space There isn't much room to house this jungle of jumble It's too full of empty places Spaces sheltered in glass spheres These marbles of lonliness roll around the floor and around the corners of this maze never stopping for the silence Because peace is impossible to achieve when stillness is constantly attemped The marbles quiver in themselves creating a twister that trembles my temples They toss information into the different basins of facts Mixing the senses until a new liquid is created and poured into a coffee mug and waits for a slide to throw itself down So it sits in my head Until I'm ready to drink in down.