THOUGHT BUBBLE

Be gone, despair
We can no longer be friends
Sadness saddens me no more
I have found thought
And thought, I have
On seeing things
Upon being things
Before knowing not
And even after having known:
"From hour to hour we rot"
Yet I have just thought 

When sleep eluded me
I have thought
When logic secluded me
I have thought
Even when I couldn't think
I have thought
Set to find truth and meaning
All across the covers of tense
Perpetually through the time fence
Time traveling battles fought
And all of this, just in thought

Because this friendship has sunk,
Let us rather be allies, despair
A rather effective remedy
For that live tickle
That I will not solve
Bound by fear of a resolve
And which to resist
Is not a poet's choice
So I accommodate discomfort
And host every how and what
Like just another floating thought

-K.G.