My mind is a complete jumble right now.
A brand new puzzle,
Poured over the table.
Every piece loose,
Nothing is making sense,
As my mind wraps around my thoughts.
I need to contain it,
Find the edges and corners,
Make an attempt to start this process.
Maybe by the end of it,
I will have a complete and clear picture,
Without missing any pieces.
I Love Puzzles
2500 pieces - 3000 but the mind of me is a cubist nightmare - complete, not all that clear, a few pieces pretty frayed. I like this poem - slc