An Interesting Thought

I sit and wonder I sit and ponder I let it sink And let it fill to the brink An unusual thought With words that could never be bought Letting it slip off my tounge Suspended and strung Strewn across and left behind What is it that my mind is trying find Looking forward and looking back An interesting thought held by one small tack A whirlwind of images and memories collected together Facing dreams and all that was remembered These thoughts are mine and mine alone An interesting thought which sets apart in my own bones