Sedation

Thoughts impede Words rattle around a filled chasm No thoughts end, they continue to connect Ink to paper, words on screen Thoughtful bloodletting. Lift me from worldly concerns Spell out my problems and joys Patterning the unpredictable Words bring order to chaos Simply by helping me understand Chaos is an order in itself Ancient meditation Transforms as modern day problems surface So much data and stimulation Poetry is my sedative of choice