I used to love to run, run, run* and think, think, think.
(I think???)
Therefore … I was!
(Or: … “I think I thought, therefore I think I was.”)
………………………….
Running’s over.
But still, I attempt to think. (I think.)
I’m struggling to be.
And “thinkingly” (maybe) I ponder
What I was,
What I am,
And what will become of me.
(Ye? That tree? The sea? Or nnnnnn… ni… nil?
Nnn-iii-lll? … NIL!?!
Will that BE ME?)
pbm
( 7 S’s / VV->^^ )
* Born to Run (Saudades) – PabloEco3500K (paulpeaceparables.com)