herds of roaming after thoughts
sit idle in small rivers of forgetfulness
and have become the purpose
of my predisposed final quest;
random thoughts fail to retrieve,
returning to be debriefed and categorized;
erotic thoughts hide seductively
while innocent ones count their change;
educated guesses and replaced by
unconnected ideas, expecting the
outliers to simply be eliminated,
leaving acceptable parameters for the rest;
misplace thoughts are gathered like sheep
and fed before execution in an effort
to suppress those we didn't need to have,
but, still the wondering fantasies
float by aimlessly as if no counter-intuitive
ones will ever scratch the surface of
anyone's imagination ever again.
18Jul14
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