in my head…

Catastrophe is leaking slowly from my mind
filled with incongruous truths about
just about everything. Where did I leave
the keys while off to eternity to do the math I figure
and figure it out that beast with large horns.
I feed it cotton dumplings, and decipher it
painfully ripping the cords attached to reasoning.

Tilted head, I watch impatiently, longingly.
Eventually I kick it towards the entrance
of a million homogeneously pale pixels.
Motionless it follows with its eyes, seeking
anger, now chewing steadily monotonously
on perturbation.

Finally imagination amongst other algorithms
screams at me from somewhere on a CD cover.
Uncovering it I find the keys and hurry through
tangled networks past unconcious neon lights
splashing abstraction aside, fiercely griping
randomness to save it and at last edit it into
inspiration.

by Case Tomorrow