mindsetfree.

i let my ideas l o o s e
set them free on the page
watch them scrabble free
from confusion in my brain.
letters, words, phrases
leaping, turning, twisting
in attempt to set themselves free.
they yearn to be heard, read and used;
but their capabilities doubted.
so in compensation
they fight
to rearrange on slate,
a limited opportunity,
a decision of their reservoir.
so when the time comes, collisions are expected.
chop logic, cut, thrust and fight
to be heard.
animosity becomes a way of the words.
speech no longer facilitated.
spats and blows here and there
stewing up ruction
all in attempt,
to be set free,
set free on the page.
Alas, the time has come
for the letters, words and phrases
to settle
make sense of one another.
their correlation has no limit,
they blend with the paper
creating fluidity in every verse
clarity in every context;
and with just one flick of the tongue
these letters, words and phrases
leave my head,
fill my throat,
pour from my mouth.
there's no telling...
once i let my ideas l o o s e
setting them free,

free past the page.

*just something i wrote, while at work.
if you dont get it.
its okay.


i heart this song soooooo much. it delivers so much meaning. one of my favorite Lupe songs! Matthew Santos' voice...soothes my soul.

Lots of Love,
Frances.