A thought; an idea.

An image transposed,

composed into words

subliminal; criminal.

Tumultuous torments,

a hammer blow,

a lead pipe swung low into the nether regions,

of a human psyche.

Stuff and nonsense,

romantic bliss.

Memories condensed

make sense of all this.

Blessed with emotions

of two score years and ten,

a child on a journey

to be a poet...