How easy the distraction is
my brain chatters to itself
in four directions, I imagine
a computer search, files
scrolling up the screen
too quick to read or stop
this flow. This is the source
of both poem and ponder.
This is my well of wish and worry.
Today I see a different need.
Perhaps Zen practice, or Gestalt therapy.
Something to slow down my brain,
something to give me balance.
Quillfyre 
how about adamant refusal, deflection? the muse and the unamused within can talk to the hand.
Ha. Haven’t learned those tricks yet. Maybe next life? Love the idea of muse talking to the hand.
Wonderful self awareness, hope yesterdays needs were met.
I am working on it, Gilly. C