my mind spins like
a ceiling fan, moving
thoughts and words
and sometimes phrases
from one location to another
for some unknown purpose
until all is well, then,
they are released into a
public domain of sorts so
I can reassemble them
in a manner that suits
my nature but not
necessarily my personality,
regardless of ever being
read or reread by the
likes of yours truly.
11Sept14
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