For aren’t we based upon

what we think,

then why is it all thought

becomes redundant.

How many cycles of the mind

are necessary to contain

one single thought,

enough to sustain dialogue.

Then soon swoops in

the next thought,

don’t forget the old one,

don’t make it too easy on yourself.

We live in a world of order,

and when we break the code,

we feel somewhat anxious.

Because we think.