Incongruent

the mind wanders
creativity flounders
and one cannot think beyond sounds of thunder
the sky has broadened
beyond the horizon
and i cannot see beyond imagination's vision

rhyming and flow are easily disrupted
when the internal static stops all thoughts
before developing into more than the seeds of brilliance
. it comes and goes, you know, the yelling of something not a voice
the anger of that without emotion
. try and read or write while your soul is so loudly screaming
or appreciate beauty when you heart and mind battle until
neither can bear to stand
. speaking in first person makes art trite, but on occasion my problems
become more than can be ignored and passed of unto a non existent
third party of turned shoulders and silent indifference

the heart and mind
for all of you, seem to be a binary pair
but, alas, i cannot but pit them one against the other
ultimately satisfying neither and disappointing both
tiring and numbing a life to nothing
not fearing or anticipating
living