Thoughts

Whatever comes out, comes out.

Why not?
  A question to ask when all else fails;
  Things come together to no avail.
My mind: it wanders and falls and lives,
  why not get up when all else gives?

Blur the lines 'tween write and wrong;
  my words, they fail and rile year long.

No sound will stir,
No winds concur
  the answer to the winter's myrrh.

Can't you see the answer's myth?
Why not, she said in the abyss.