Mind Map-Free Write
So you’ve got a clot in your dreaming spot
And it won’t dissolve like the others…the ones that
Preceded this one felt like a tug and a pull and with
A touch, just a little but not too much, they were accessible,
You can take an alternate route
There’s no gps for dreams you just
Gotta figure that shit out
Its not a block no, I’ve had my share of those
And its not a wall per se or a hurdle,
Its like the roads are closed
Because a tumbleweed drifted too long
Through the backroads in my brain,
Collecting trash and excesses, the
Crap that left unchecked will make you insane
And it grew and now its stopped,
Planted right on my dreaming spot
I can still make an idea, though it ain’t much
I know my minds backups and such
Ill Go there in a dream, through a side door
It’ll come to me as I find my way there
And then once I'm up close, ill know more.
Time to dream and navigate
The rural routes through casted doubts
To the wrecker of things which will wait
Not knowing that im coming…