tea time.

i have these things floating around in my head,
sometimes they they lull about and gently knock against each other,
kind of like the dust balls courting in the corner of my bedroom,
i wish they would show some discrestion,
other times they race faster faster fast t t t t t t errrr,
they crash harder against each other,
mixing my thought into pulp,
i cant think straight straight straight what is straight,
is it north south east west where the did my compass go,
i dont see any forks in the roads just spoons and sporks,
i gave those up a while ago,
im lost in the jungle,
the bugs frighten me im all alone always alone,
i accidentally swallowed some butterflies that were having tea with me,
they wont leave me alone they say its cramped in my stomach,
the resources are plenty though,
i could really get used to this place..