Thoughts, dispersed drops of consciousness 
dancing through daunting times; a vapour,
vaingloriously waltzing 
in the darkness of a single mind. 

Thoughts, consciousness left churning 
by remnant echoes of torrid times,
distorted dreams mulled over, and over
in the darkness of a single mind. 

Thoughts, drops 
like gargantuan grains of sand
roughens the polished panes,
transparency for translucency
privacy to insanity 
in the darkness of a single mind. 

Thoughts, 
consciousness,
the domain of a single unified mind;
dust tapping along to the beat 
of one.