My mind is adorned with weeds,
Rogue thoughts most people
Stamp out.
Not me,
For I myself am wild.
I feed such strange distractions.
With all their strength
And determination
To display so proudly
Their own extravagance,
It would be a great dishonour
Upon myself
Should I not allow them
To reach their crescendo.
Don’t you think?
– Essie Parker Walsh