Haze

The tiny Humans play

minds full of STATIC

a soft lull, the peaceful Ocean

my Mind is a roar

perplexing and vexing,

never Silent never Still.

Intelligence;

a Blessing and a Curse

the existential crisis of the Human race

ever impending doom

Thought;

the fabric de soul

the Monologue

Humans, capricious nature

simple facade...

Mind, 

average and content

boring

Me, Mind,

Stormy sea

a blessing...

or a Curse?