Wild Mind

New Poem and New Collage

The Disarray of the Ordered Mind
By Laura L. Hansen

At times, my brain 
is like a bowling ball 
moving smoothly down
the lane in a straight line
until it hits the pins

and 
     then 
                   everything
          scatters. 

Other times, it is moving
in a straight line because
it has fallen into a rattling
funk___the gutter. 

I think I prefer the 
sometimes wobbly,
sometimes straight,
line that leads to
         disorder
when thoughts shatter
          into chaos

that's where genius lives -
in the clammering moment
of the strike, ideas flying

pins toppling. 

New Mini Collage by Laura Hansen; Explorations