An Intelligent Thought

I am a heavy thinker with an unusual propensity for joking it off. When I do buck down and say something intelligent, I'm met with silence. The air is thick with ideas. This poem is about that rarity.

I love it when

they sometimes laugh.

Infinitely superior

to when they fall

into silence.

Words dominating,

silence deafening.

Please laugh, smile, or wink.

But, whatever you do,

.

.

.

Don't stop to think.

Reviews

[Pete]

sounds like a philosophical challenge. nice write. really makes an impression ... :)