Mind Machine Rolling


Having lived a jam packed, adrenaline fuelled 48 hours, this evening I dozed off in the armchair around 9 p.m. I have finally crawled into my lovely soft, warm bed and in the space between waking and arriving here I have woken up and now have a switched on mind, tumbling through all its pictures and thoughts.

I could close my eyes. I am tired enough to create dreams and sleep. I also know these precious thoughts may not be rolling through my mind tomorrow.


Before I sleep I need to capture these moments and images. Splurge the contents of my mind machine on paper.

Poetry will come from it. Tomorrow’s words.

Always write out from waking moments.



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