Flotsam and Jetsam

So much chaos hindering momentum...

bits of oscillating space junk

in the atmosphere of my mind,

what started as clear skies now needs cleansing.

A cascade of sharp rain, soft pain,

needles behind the eye begging for attention -

migraine or intuition?

Used to feel so connected to the source

behind, beneath, within it all...

now I just feel quiet and alone.

But even that has a mind of its own.

There is no need to compromise values and energy

when it's just me orbiting this lost planet of... also me.