thinking I can't think nothing new
what can I be thinking thinking is
some clarity like clarity I glimpsed
words assembling themselves high
maybe ideas flying from my brain
thick as birds transparent as water
revelatory thoughts making sense
more usually all is more like mud
coming into the house on shoes I
should have more to say than I do
my mind is idiosyncratically blank
imperceptive stumbling oddly dull
as if I had no riches I want to share
but I do I open up give it all away
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