Poems That Didn'T Make the Cut Today

I pick and choose the detail that's important And some days that fares me well Often the detail chooses me And I'm sullen for a spell ------ I live in tangled dreams Follow the thread of my thoughts But it loops and snags Then I unravel The twists and turns Make more tangles Told what I'm thinking I can't trace the thread To find my thought Concede I'm the cause ------ Surreal mixes with the real Thought takes second place to feel To form a parallel universe With enlightenment interspersed Where I sometimes reside Show up as opposed to hide The place where I don't apologise Not sure if I shun or don disguise Where I own all the dance floors Rather than hide away indoors Receive high fives and considerable praise Am brought to existence within that gaze Occupy the spotlight not the shadows Vulnerability shirk yet still expose With something, not necessarily skill Energised by complete self will Something likeable so people respond For fleeting moments possess magic wand