escaped

Ramapo Reservation, NJ

Last night while lying in bed all sorts of incredible thoughts came to my mind

Beautiful words, one right after the other

I begged my mind to remember them

Hoping that when I woke up in the morning they would be there

Waiting patiently for me to write them down

It seems that words, thoughts, and ideas are not as patient as I had hoped

They escaped into the night

Running off leaving me to wonder if they will ever return again