Mindset

By Helen Birmingham

My mind is cluttered.

An untidy, uncomfortable mess.

So i stuff thoughts into cupboards 

to vacate the space,

to set the scene.

But there's no audience to please.

No applause to acknowledge.

So why do I only act my life?

Forget the script.

Unconstrained the compressed and crumpled fabric of ideas will 

expand to fill the space and I will float 

on a glorious, vibrant tide of clutter, texture and pattern.

I won't drown.

After all -

I set the scene.

July 2013