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.