Nothing sacred

Nothing sacred

A Poem by Photochick
"

mind in a state of flux

"

My mind flits from here to there

 

Imagine a humming bird

 

Taking nectar where it finds it

 

My thoughts reel far and wide

 

No longer keeping focus

 

Wrecking ball thrown off target

 

Swinging wildly

 

Nothing is safe or sure

 

Nothing is sacred

 

 

© 2013 Photochick


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Added on April 22, 2013
Last Updated on April 22, 2013
Tags: openness, confusion, bewildered