"what's on your mind?" you ask me. and i simply smile. it's strange that in spite of the fact that i have a million thoughts buzzing in my head, i cannot name a single one.
they're like tiny multi-colored fish swimming in a dark and murky pool - slippery and ever-changing. "uncatchable" so to speak.
a piece of joy. a shard of pain. a drop of sorrow. a whiff of pleasure. a grain of practicality. a pinch of magic. a stab of guilt. a glimmer of memory. an echo of laughter. a trickle of tears. a taste of regret. a pinprick of hope. a singe of passion. an imprint of love.
a thousand.. no, a million or more images pop into view. like eternally changing channels in a boob tube. bits and pieces of a brain? of a heart? or of a spirit slowly dying? hmm. i don't really know.
"what's on your mind?" you ask me. why, can't you tell anymore? (and why can't you tell anymore?)
you can no longer read my eyes. maybe it's just as well.
what's on my mind is you.
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