circles upon moons
are inscribed on nimbus
feathers drop to the floor
bouncing hard bodies on the earth.
the mindscape decides
to play havoc with questions.
nonsense overflows itself
just to believe that it is necessary
from time to time
tongues get stuck when all is said.
there needs to be more
body language interpretation
is a lost art science.
water spills but the cup is not tipped.
technology plays with emotions.
a day will come
and others will wish for another to
unwrap the current present
state of mind.
