Mind drives forward,
A huge sucking creature.
A belly dragging low in the dirt.
Scrounging, snout to the ground,
Sniveling mounds of scurrying hundreds
of fleeing beings of imagination,
squealing thought-filled lives’
charging figments of Mind.
Mindless eager greedy tumbling
shovels of scurrying thoughts;
lives running perilously
down the tongue like words . . .
figments of Mind’s incessant projecting.
[image: Valium by Damien Hirst]