They fall in a heap
But they’re supposed
to fall in line
Rational ordered and
complete
They can be lined end
to end
Or built one on the
other
I don’t mind
They just have to be
straight
Consistent lines
This heap will not do!
Random stack of messy
sticks
All a tangle
Scattered, with no
thought of order
Piece meal thoughts
Fractious, restless
Incomplete
I must tidy these
thoughts
Catalogue and
categorise
Tab and tag
File and sort them out
Carefully I pick one
out
A single thought and
place it down
I know where I put
this thought
But now it’s gone
I try again
Another thought to
sort
I lift it from my mind
But this thought
Knocks another
That moves and hits
another
Oh fiddlesticks
These disordered
thoughts of mine
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