DAYS COLLIDE LIKE OIL TRAIN SPILL/DERAILMENTS
Gridlock every emotional moment
Walk in to a room/forget..
Pick up an object/carry it...
Gaps and synapses...
Whole days pass by like elephants
Bird of a single moment stares
Feathers falling from the skies
fill my pillows of day dreaming
Lost between the munching memories
and my mulching momentaries..
I KNOW eye have forgotten something..
Ah!YES!-it was to say-STAY!
These days may be as fast as police bullets
Warzones may bomb more aid convoys
Politicians may seem entirely unsatisfactory
Waves will keep on coming in
Time to learn to surf again..