Out of these thoughts, I would rather be

Absolutely, positively, every thought in this brain

Becomes a chisel in the hands of a sculptor

Chasms of brain matter, carved deeper with no refrain

Dalliance of day to day life, etched in with stain

Elephants who sit in rooms, clamor to enter

Forgetfulness of details, that do matter

Ghost trains of thought, long derailed at the weigh side

Hainan's lovely coastline, the calmness of the seaside

Imposition cast by, none other than me

Joint Chiefs of Staff, firmly taking a knee

Kids around this world, wild and free

Let me get out some rumination, please

Massacres, Murders, the Magnetosphere

Nakba, nano-bots, a world sodden with fear

oblique are these notions, in this fragile mind

Post-modern, Post-war, post-Twitter, A post card

Questioning these thoughts, has only got me so far

Restraint of the mind, is a difficult skill

Sobriety swoops in, the loss of all thrill

time marching on, without regard

Undermining work, out in the yard

Waist deep in the suffering of mankind

Xerxes himself, might give us a sign

Yet, here I remain, with every ideation in this brain

ZhengZhou in my heart, this place drives me insane