lost and found

don't get me started.

my confused neural pathways

always converge at a point

where i can shed ineffectual tears.

now they are parallel 

looking for the point of convergence.

i don't know how i feel anymore.

i don't wander around 

knowing my way home.

i don't ponder about, 

fully understanding myself.

i don't understand the maze

i am building around me 

and i am sure i will be lost.

i hope to find myself lost 

sooner or later 

so that i can find myself again

at the point of convergence

of my many lousy neural pathways.

i hope to find my home

where i know i can finally fall apart.

where i can root and water my roots again.

- Gayathri Tamilselvan

April 23