mania

My brain is overflowing, spilling over, running full

With inputs 

With additions

With interruptions

With demands

And I feel that I need a pressure release valve

Not for emotions, those dull things, 

but for 

Synthesized

Knitted

Little machines

Origami

Efficiently folded up

DNA wrapped round histones

a massive mass, tightly wound; 

Raw material sautéed down to nothing. I need

efficiency of storage space, a tetris of thoughts -

Like oranges (or cannonballs) stacking

to make space

For tomorrow, and for

Tomorrow’s.