While walking
It rained
While talking
My brain
Is rocking
Over the sound
Locking it up
Under the ground
Into the cellar
I may go
Cause that one fucking
Huge tornado!
So many thoughts
Flying around
Only time will tell whats found
However quick
The speed of knowledge is
Restricted by
Our own Biology.
Thought is the peak of the wave
and we are there
Aware of this place
Beyond familiarity
Though more distant than our neighbors.
A special perspective.
