Morn of Thought

Choosing thoughts the morning starts to fold
and designs of life burrow into sight.
The cool air and sounds of cars make movement
in the bones of the not so golden.
You can feel the impatience here
in the wooden desk and screens.
The wanting to collect a thought of right-ness
which can elude a strength.

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Author: leeethomas

Visual Artist, musician and writer from Australia. Interested in Love and the Mind.

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