A thousand ideas
Speed through the mind,
Seething with enthusiasm
For this notion or that,
Imaginary arguments
With remembered acquaintances,
Writing dialogue
In my head,
Pleasantly energizing,
Very diverting
But from what?
I stop to consider
But find only
A pleasant feeling,
An enjoyable fabrication,
Experienced in the body
And as this settles,
A tension is revealed
In the center
Of the chest,
A twinge of pain,
Of Fibromyalgia,
Ah! And so,
A possible reason for distracting,
A felt need
To get away
Or to create a distance
And some happiness,
By getting engaged
In a flow of ideas
And fantasy conversation
To bring some relief.
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