“Do you mind!?” I shout and it echoes, far away into the stratosphere.
“Why am I up here?” I think and decry my loneliness.
My free mind lives in well wishes to fill and spill from but I’m up so high I reckon I’m gonna fall. Damn it all. Then be down so low drowning in incongruity.
It roams but how far should I let it. Does it control everything, my perception? Is that it!? Is that all there is, should I not mind, for once in my life!
