Messenger

A silent messenger came today

slinking through the rustic corners

of a mind -preferring playfulness.

The slender figure transparently

pursues thoughts, roams the room

for ideas, not yet encountered.

“Who’ll understand  the raw spaces

marking time. Does it matter?

Just begin the unravel now.”

Said the voice of the script  unborne.

of a less than perfect hand. Confront

the filmy figure, smooth, twitching

elusive memory. Reign in the stories.

Tell them before it’s too late.