Lancing the mind of pain
by writing, is what many
authors/poets tend to do.

Moments of freedom from
from thought by way of a
distraction is all that it is.

A blue liquid forms words
in a line on a page where
there are no inhibitions.

Imagine what one wishes
create a mirage on an oasis
encircled by a parched desert.

The illusion of happiness can
be achieved by wishful thinking
(until the the next sandstorm).