Have We Met?

An early guide (I won't say mentor, you'll see why)

Advised that I stop thinking for a while.

I smiled because I am always thinking

To myself or aloud or both.

The idea of not doing that seemed 

A hoax of the first disorder, I mean

Have we met? If it's stillness you seek

Then let me speak my mind if that's what

(I'm pretty sure) it is, and find your own 

Peace (We won't say of mind) just quiet here

And just between us if that's what you want.

I rake up observations all day, all night,

I slake the dry creek bed by pouring ounces 

Of baptismal rinse or just a moist kiss.