I like this gibberish, but love the closing lines "and the sidewalk speaks of all the places I'll go". Very, well, "zen" ?. Anyhow, an enjoyable read. ~Jim
We poets have such an erratic relationship with the pen and the muse. But when it all materializes into a finished product, we are truly pleased, but not a minute before! I keep tweaking my work, and when I finally read it without doing so, then I know its complete. That's my gratification. Good to meet you, John! Your gibberish reads pretty cool, actually...so perhaps I'm crazy, too!
And when you question that pen and its flow, poetry is born!
The unending thoughts and questioning barely make sense to ourselves, but somehow when you introduce the pen to paper, the chaos ceases and sense begins to unravel the nightmare that is our thoughts.
When the pen finally finds rest, we find it too.
Superb write.