I am Soup

I was recently informed by my therapist--yes, i am in therapy-- that “THOUGHTS ARE NOT FEELINGS.”

this absolutely boggles my mind. I still don’t get it. My brain and my body are filled with various degrees of Mallory alphabet soup: half soggy, partially sunk, splitting, deconstructing, incoherent but maybe syllabic in sound. 26 symbols, 26 letters for words--

for sounds

for thoughts

for feelings

for emotions

for intuitions and

trying to put it in order

in sequence

in syntax

in digestible communicative sharing bites

to express

to connect

is Sisyphean

is delayed

is relentless

is like putting a rain cloud in a thimble.

I spill-eth over

i am soggy alphabet soup.