Connections

Words keep beating quickly

In my brain

Disconnected:

Out of frame.

I see the crooked picture on the wall

And wonder why the building doesn’t fall

Downtown

Amidst the metal and the glass

Are women’s furs and diamonds

Connotating class

The asked me if I’d seen her fur

Of course I knew they meant her coat:

Still, every time I saw her, she was fully clothed

Back to the beginning

A baby’s sluggish crawling

Words keep coming

Words keep going

My mind is always stalling

Words keep beating in my brain

Disconnected, out of frame.