I think and think and watch my brain burst <br />The pieces fall gently to the ground as time seems to proceed at half the speed <br />Fragments of grey matter are spewed in every which way <br />My thoughts like competitors in a race with individualized finish lines <br />My ideas like infinitesimal particles of stardust <br />What a wondrous display of unadulterated perplexity <br />It is a rush of accelerated meditations paired with a numbness that repudiates all notions <br />It is a paradoxical prison <br />It is a metaphysical bliss <br />It is where the mind travels before it is allowed to dream <br />It is that place where nothing is as it seems<br /><br />Cristina Ventura<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/as-it-seems-2/
