Mind Map-Free Write

So you’ve got a clot in your dreaming spot

And it won’t dissolve like the others…the ones that

Preceded this one felt like a tug and a pull and with

A touch, just a little but not too much, they were accessible,

You can take an alternate route

There’s no gps for dreams you just

Gotta figure that shit out

Its not a block no, I’ve had my share of those

And its not a wall per se or a hurdle,

Its like the roads are closed

Because a tumbleweed drifted too long

Through the backroads in my brain,

Collecting trash and excesses, the

Crap that left unchecked will make you insane

And it grew and now its stopped,

Planted right on my dreaming spot

I can still make an idea, though it ain’t much

I know my minds backups and such

Ill Go there in a dream, through a side door

It’ll come to me as I find my way there

And then once I'm up close, ill know more.

Time to dream and navigate

The rural routes through casted doubts

To the wrecker of things which will wait

Not knowing that im coming…