Inspiration

I hear thoughts.

I taste rhythms.

I see sounds.

When you sleep,

I make my rounds.

An idea consumes

Possesses me until I’m running on fumes.

You may ask why

You wonder why I try

To create it

Only to hate it

For am I ever thirsty

Ever drinking

These thoughts these feelings

All this thinking.

Reviews

[Jade]

Very nicely written and well expressed. Enjoyable to read