[Recent events have wrangled my time and cogitation away from completing another essay in a timely manner. With all hope and no reasoning, I expect to post two essays in the next three weeks. Until then, all I have to proffer are my incoherent musings.]
Contemplating my navel
contemplating a navel orange
contemplating an orange whip
contemplating whips and chains
contemplating chain link fence
contemplating being fenced in
contemplating incognito
contemplating cognizance
contemplating Zanzibar
contemplating a bar of chocolate
contemplating chocolate kisses
contemplating the kiss of death
contemplating death becomes me
contemplating me and mine
contemplating my navel.
1 comment:
How like the human mind. Often I find myself wondering how a certain topic came to mind when I know I didn't start off with it. My attempts to retrace my thoughts are not unlike retracing a trail made during a heavy snowfall. All I can do is appreciate the stroll.
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