Like some kind of Irish David Lynch
I awake, words fuse together
As my synapses spark
Nanosecond choices
Picosecond bonds
Served up to me
Shall I offer to others to see?
Phrases of alien tongue
'The Pernapalise principle'
'The Goodwin ghost'
The day goes by
More synapses fire
Less frequently this time
Normality resumes
I give in to reality
Time for bed
On a daily basis words fire off in my brain and I love the surprise they give me. I love creative people and am shocked when I meet people who don't live in other worlds outside of ours.
