My Mind

What to do

When your mind has a million thoughts at once

and you don't know how to quiet them?

I wish my mind would just be quiet

Instead, it races

Like a Formula One driver approaching the finish line in a blaze of glory

I have ideas for movies

and then separate mini-ideas that sprout and branch off of those ideas

It's exhausting

My mind is a dog on crack

endlessly chasing its tail 

I am on the floor

My robe is getting dirtied by the carpet

I lost the charm to that little Zuni bear necklace

that I found and am now wearing to make myself seem more hip

Even though it probably carries much more significance than my shallow interpretation

it is 4 am

These are my twenties

I wish my mind would just shut the fuck up