It appears I have found my brain,

I’ve fallen back in love with learning,

Back in love with loving,

Back in time with living.

 

Stagnation,

Broken into miniature pieces as,

I pick up a book.

 

I finish it,

Begin another,

Not caring on subject, fact or,

Fiction… friction.

 

Occurring in the dark,

As it joins with my imagination.

Fiction fusion

Fiction fission

Fiction’s facts

And facts of fiction.

 

Nothing on its own,

Bound by poetic diction.