Give me a thumbnail,
a sketch, some sort of interpretation
Let your ink
show me some sort of story
Still questioning
Still wondering
Do I understand even what I am thinking?
Twisted concepts curled around a page
College-ruled text on a mumbled blue line
These words left to be decoded
Understood, even unscripted with your red magnifying lense
Transform these brain waves
into some sort of prose
Black and white keystrokes
on a blank typewriter canvas
Confused letters incoherently bump into
eachother
Blindly bruising
and grasping for some sense of reality
Still questioning
Still wondering
Do you understand even what I am thinking?
Clarity seems to not be an option
Choices A through E
are unable to be accepted
Nothing left to be determined
Discovering everything is left at unsure
Unstable conditions
abandon it all to a zone marked danger
stuck with only half of a sketch
of this long forgotten idea.