Friday, September 07, 2007

Brain surgery

Thoughts fell over one another
Jostling to be first in line
She was confused.
Within the narrow physical confines of her mind
There was only so much that could fit -
Or was there?

Like butterflies unfettered
In a meadow bursting with joy
She knew her thoughts couldn’t be tamed –
Didn’t want to be.

‘You can’t do this’
Or ‘You mustn’t do that’
Why not? Why?
Her life was hers, as much as the thoughts were.
She pushed the misty window open

And let a decisive breath open her up.

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