Thoughts II
I think.
I think, because I can?
I always
Have
Thought.
Like a river thoughts
Flow
Though my
Mind.
Sometimes
I damn these thoughts;
They gather in
A pond
And grow.
I ponder
Them
And yet never
Understand.
Someone
Once said
“I think and therefore
I am.”
But why?
If I
Refuse to think
I am
Nothing?
But what
If I
Do not
Understand what I think?
Am I still something?
Or am
I
Simply
Just another
Wandering
Thought?
This poem is about:
Me
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