Runaway

I had a thought

but it was fleeting…

Tried to catch it, but…

Somehow…

It’s now….

lost in the jumble of thoughts

that ran through my day.

It was a good one

while it lasted

but I could not tell you

what form or shape

it would have been

or what form

it could have taken…

If it were blue or black

or rainbow patterned…

It was a thought, sudden

unbidden, unwritten

and then it left…

Like the wisp of genie smoke

or the curlicue of cloud

or the foam

in a cappuccino cup

from the barista in Rome…

It was a runaway thought…

And I could not catch it…

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