Poof

Random poetic phrases keep popping in my head… seems out of nowhere. No inspiration or motivation… in fact… I’ll be in the middle of work and if I stop for just a second something will pop in my head.

It’s almost like I’m a receiver for some outside force.

I really don’t mind it… but sometimes when I am talking with someone, I’ll forget what I’m talking about because something popped in on me. This is making me feel a bit flighty.

Here is one: and the wind played with my hair
Nothing else… just that… and I wasn’t even outside.