Trigger

I imagine it as the embodiment of the scent of despair Or the sting of gloom On a sore tongue It slithered into my unsuspecting mind's eye I felt its chill crawl down my spine I thought someone had just walked upon my grave when this furious rattling started Akin to a miffed serpent's tail A flurry blur of rapid motion Quivering wildly through my mind Like a bony twig's last leaf That bravely flutters with vigor In protest against the wind which shoulders the burden of autumn's periodic shedding spree Its relentless frantic fit of frenzy Drives my mind into a prison of terror Where shivers of impending doom Torment my cowering soul All of a sudden the storm abates It decides to fade away Disappearing into the fog of confusion Now swirling around and clouding My perplexed subconscious When I finally come to Wishful thinking takes over trying to soothe my bruised ego If only this, if only that, o if only If only I had latched onto its tail... Hindsight is an awful time keeper Always later than late! But all the same if only... I could have made it hold still for a moment Just long enough for me to behold the truth of its nature I wonder if it was even real Might just have been a spooked mind's twisted idea of a brain fart Thoughts race my mind in its wake And to this day I still wonder What exactly was that!!???