Home thoughts flicker,

Home thoughts flicker,

Wave and flow,

Streamers of recognition

Bands of meaning,

Disbelieving,

Reasoning and logic.

Stirring music

Vibrant colours

Glowing, pulsing

Gyrating, shimmering

With and without purpose.

Slipping in and out of focus

Blending, bending

Like images on a flatscreen

Viewed through the window

Of a house

On the other side of the street

Unconnected to my reality

But earthbound.

Cognition is not linear

I am unknown

Even to me

Nothing remains stationary

Which is as it should be.

Just one thought

For more than one moment

With no baggage

Left-field activity

Irrationality

Tangential thinking

Divergence,

Creative introspection

Or the unorthodox

Appearance of logic,

Would not be me.

It takes but a second

To clear the head

And realise

The lack of an organised whole

Is what makes us ‘more than’

A thought process.

We are multitude

Without any space for digression

There would be certainty

And an enormity

Of silence

How much fun

Would there be in that?