My Wandering Thoughts
And I sat there, so my thoughts there
Went from this end ov'r to that end.
So my pond'rnigs kept their pond'rnigs.
While I wandered, my thoughts wandered.
And I wanted, much I wanted,
Seven cages, lovely cages.
And they would be what they should be.
Trapping my mind, stop my bright mind.
Understanding, understanding,
what I needed, what they needed.
And I flew so high I knew so
much that I could see what they could.
Much was hanging from that hanging.
Sorrow climbing, I was climbing,
That rope ladder on that ladder.
So my thoughts were what they thought were-
Brilli'nt flashing; none was flashing.
Went down the one hole that was one
of the broken. So much broken.
I could not know what I could know.
I could repair the broke repair.
But my mind stopped, all the world stopped.
Then I ended what had ended.
My fantasy, last fantasy.
So I chained my thoughts; I thought my
Thoughts need chaining, a strong chaining.
A good binding, the last binding.
So I could not, nor should I not,
need to redo that last redo.
Everlasting, everlasting.
I stopped my thoughts, my strange, wild thoughts
from the wand'ring of all wand'rings.
The universe, great universe,
was not there that-in my mind-that
I could be free, actu'lly free.
And I sat there, so my thoughts there
stopped their journies and their journies
Could go no more. They went no more.
Went from this end ov'r to that end.
So my pond'rnigs kept their pond'rnigs.
While I wandered, my thoughts wandered.
And I wanted, much I wanted,
Seven cages, lovely cages.
And they would be what they should be.
Trapping my mind, stop my bright mind.
Understanding, understanding,
what I needed, what they needed.
And I flew so high I knew so
much that I could see what they could.
Much was hanging from that hanging.
Sorrow climbing, I was climbing,
That rope ladder on that ladder.
So my thoughts were what they thought were-
Brilli'nt flashing; none was flashing.
Went down the one hole that was one
of the broken. So much broken.
I could not know what I could know.
I could repair the broke repair.
But my mind stopped, all the world stopped.
Then I ended what had ended.
My fantasy, last fantasy.
So I chained my thoughts; I thought my
Thoughts need chaining, a strong chaining.
A good binding, the last binding.
So I could not, nor should I not,
need to redo that last redo.
Everlasting, everlasting.
I stopped my thoughts, my strange, wild thoughts
from the wand'ring of all wand'rings.
The universe, great universe,
was not there that-in my mind-that
I could be free, actu'lly free.
And I sat there, so my thoughts there
stopped their journies and their journies
Could go no more. They went no more.
5/16/12