Thought Deluge

Like unceasing raindrops

pelting you in the face.

The faster you run

the more they sting.

Pen racing illegibly to catch them in ink

more thoughts flood

over the last half of previous ones

not yet drawn to the page

 

Hold up!

Hand reaches for a tissue

absently tipping the mug

coffee spills

words drain from the page

thoughts dry up.

 

Thunder rumbles nearby.

 

© Spiral Droplet, February 2014