Quite Still

Quite still

I watch the outlines of thoughts

While around shallow words I speak and hear

Move but don't interfere

Swaying curves

Like arms moving slow and precise

A point where the light starts dripping down

While the radio speaks out

I run my finger along my thoughts

My mind sweeping with geometrical force

Remote image, yet so close

Sliding through memory

Defining my days like laser beams

Deep looks

Surfacing voice on the phone

But my thoughts is as sharp as an ad

Reaching the target precise

Flue image

Hallucinating my life

Like celluloid loves

While I watch

Alone my flat TV set

I run my finger along my thoughts

My mind sweeping with geometrical force

Remote image, yet so close

Sliding through memory

Defining my days like laser beams