No Where Poem by David Pettus

One who thought to think
was to only bring ideas into blink
Thinking of the thought not long ago
Now is the same thought letting go
Close, closer, Now the prolonging places
One traces time to disguise as faces
Where disappearing is to appear in mid air
Looking for the view only to blindly stare
Now imagining happens as the root of whats there
Uprising into a thought that could think of itself
Thinking of one thought to think
Getting here by mistake,
Of no where