My Mind is a flurry,
whirling, spinng noise; incessant droning-
a never ending flow of
and there I am;
constantly chasing the noise.
And yet, at the same time, it is like standing in the
eye of a hurricane,
surrounded by noise everywhere,
yet wrapped by a
I seek merely
a multitude of other objectives always out of reach.
How can I speak
when even I still do not comprehend