This poem comes from Autumn Leaves:
Thoughts locked in transparent time warp
Struggle and search for an outlet.
Agonizing effort to render expression,
Lapse into gnawing, frustrated silence.
Moments earlier, a single thought
Crystallizes into unfragmented clarity,
Sinks back into an abyss of grey matter,
Suffocated by wandering mind clutter.
Multicolored patterns ebb and flow,
Aimlessly, without purpose or reason,
Fluttering a boat on silent wings
Into a gulf stream of infinity.
Because it’s gone, it’s lost,
Never again to be recalled
Or formed into the uttered word,
But, did it ever really matter?
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