Remembering poised quills buffing to shimmer inside

|A puzzle of digestion & regurgitation| 02|22|2014

The mental architect, hoping to design
a better way of thinking/feeling & living
in such strange a state of affairs, the
likes of which cannot be properly explained
or even perceived from another view

no insult, just what has proven to be true.

The mental architect, believing something
new can be constructed from the rubble
of past self-collisions & too many realizations
for even itself to fathom from
a here-&-now type perspective, since

if all the pieces were had, half the challenge
would be subtracted from what takes a
life time or more to collect & absorb

& maybe all this jazz called
existence will make sense___ or conclusion
at least, is reached for contentment.