Running Thoughts Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Jumping to attention, filling in empty squares with thought
running in circular directions, keeping closely to rhetoric
and rhythmic rhymes.

Unclouding intellect, giving it's due as lapsing into a
reverie, words flow out evenly, keeping track of thoughts.

Lifting them into a mire of existential abhorrence.

Staking lives with definitions of positive assimilation,
holding them to idolatry and purposeful usefulness.