Enormity of Unity?

My thoughts and heart mimic the sound of the turning dryer.

The left side of my brain tries to call my right side a liar.

The clashing civil war of conflicting thoughts combat endlessly through the night.

The black and the white thinking cannot seem to come to an agreement or any form of a concluding handshake.

The gray thinking though, it oozes like sludge in the trenches of warfare.

The questions fire like cannons or fireworks on the Fourth of July.

Have you ever wondered why loud fireworks are used for the Fourth of July,

when these explosive sounds are probably the most triggering for war veterans?

The life projections, they teeter on the sides of the battlefield,

with stitches and bullets of conformity,

or on some days, enormity of unity.