A Strange Sense

Inner reflections

Seems some thoughts are swirling about

Deep thinking roots that carry some clout

Words remembered that they do now tout

A Strange Sense

I remember “What I don’t know won’t hurt me”

Leaving memories of some hidden uncertainty

Hoping not I been here so many times so sadly

A Strange Sense

Why do words that people write or simply say

Leave me wondering and my heart at its bay

Twisting things and feelings of people at play

A Strange Sense

Could this be a fantasy a small illusion I created

Some small imaginary process I am so be fated

Swirling pastures of a something possibly deflated

A Strange Sense

I guess I wait to see the next part to throw a blow

Only with certainty only one person ever will know

Eventually the hand and structure sure to quickly show

A Strange Sense

Thoughts are a curious creature tendering things we may not yet understand but soon will…