As your mind spirals in a haze of thoughts a light appears like a beacon on the light house of clarity .
You squint
your brain wringing out the thoughts you deem as present..
filtering out the spent memories of the past and the crystallized hopes of the future.
Separating the mash and hops from the elixir that you drink as your reality.
This passion fruit drink is the fuel for you creativity that brings you closer to you r source of divine inspiration .
Pick up the pen and let the mood flow from your fingers
through the tactile ball covered in ink
flowing on the head of the pin like molasses from a hypodermic.
Trickling down your spine like a waterfall of thoughts flooding over a cliff.
The words curl from the corners of your mouth
like blood curdling in water, like smoke in a breezeless room.
Bending at their own friction
with their multiple meanings
as they flow through the temperate layers of the human conciousness.
Below_____ there's a pool of warm water
bubbling from a hot spring with cool mist from the water fall of thought running from your lips
into the canyon that is your mind.
along the shore is mint
growing over ...