living in nowhere zen
time flabbergasted by itself
refuses to behave

my brain is a tv screen
surrounded by kaleidoscopes
going nowhere

emerging from lockdown
like a monster in cyberspace
word brain whispers to the dark

* I am playing with a new form in which each line contains a random word from the preceding line, like a spider crawling around the bathroom sink, trying not to be sucked down the drain. I find the process and surprising results to be therapeutic.