Penning down the thoughts
Am I not done with the words
Have I used them all?

Round and round
Thoughts and words
In the loop bound

The thoughts have been naughty
Jump off the mind cliff,  doughty
Don’t want to be worded
Flight to nowhere boarded
Off the radar crash land , all spotty

Glasses weigh heavy on the newspaper
Time to gain news

Viniger in my mouth leaves the taste of your name

I'm stuck chasing ghosts of people i used to know

Ten
     words
                 is
                      not
             nearly
                 enough
                       room
                                 to
                                    tell
                               you

Heartbroken, I want to sip Bourbon outside in the thunderstorms.