Somewhere Inbetween

A rapid fire brain.

Unceasing thoughts,

Seemingly distant,

Yet present.

So very present.

Immersed in the moment,

But all caught up in a jungle gym of reverie.

Too focused to be distracted.

Too distracted to stay focused.

Where the lines of pensive and imaginative meet,

I stand.

This poem is about: 
Me

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