Panic

Sometimes panic

for no good reason

writing

when up the wall

came panic

for no good reason

contrivance fell

into these pixels

dumbly

and i dance off

into languages

I don't/can't know yet

and out of some blue

too much thought

comes down

off of these

last few weeks

months

here it is
pouring

it is dry

solid plastic as my
thoughts have been

I remember parts of routine

and sometimes re-invent little parts

parts so small

they get forgotten

and then

sometimes panic

slides down the walls