Slow Learning

without consistent form or shape

my mind crawls around its space

like an ameba on the bottom of a

pond, oblivious to its surroundings

but conscious of its purpose in its

designated location...  far from the

crowds of the universe that gave

it life instead of the futility of 

disappearance...  an evolving form

that feeds off its own initiatives

while foraging for knowledge that

can only be absorbed by its outer

layers...  a form without substance

and without the wherewithal to

grow beyond its current intellect...

a prisoner of sorts that dwells inside

the empty space of awareness and

whose existence is juxtaposed with

the energy strings of a life force.

August 31, 2023