external sources of constant download

at seems at times

information overload

pulses of light

internal heat waves

a near constant dizzy

an energy drain

thoughts grow further

and farther apart

within the silence

the heart rhythms

one beat at a time

I dreamed of a gypsy

with long flowing skirts

and curly wild hair

on her hip then her palm

she played a hypnotic

tambourine type of sound

she melts into freedom

yet holds reigns of control

she is everything youthful

she is everything old

sparkling sequins

upon layers of fabric

twilled cotton and fine silk

beads spun with gold thread

and ribbons of lace

she twirls and spins in her dance

around and around

in her sufi like trance

I see the world spinning

sense the planets and stars

I feel my heart echo

yet I am floating in space