Wriggling Mind...

Wriggling Mind...

Dreams roam everywhere, Absent the Sun,

In the mysterious prenatal hours of a coming day. 

Even without eyes closed,

Reality jumps about like a thoughtfish leaped upon waterfall rocks, 

Slipping back under with a foamy splash, 

All just to vanish unbaited. 

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford

© 10/03/2022