Stream of Consciousness.

Opened my mouth and chattered on.

My ear kept hearing an

annoying song.

My stomach churned

Feeling sick.

Stream of consciousness lets do it quick.

My fingers rattle across the page dropping thoughts like an Ancient sage.

Writing a poem instead of an article. Takes time and thought and ink from an Octopus testicle. To finish this rhyme was FANTASTIMAGORICAL.

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “-ic or -ical.” Find a word that uses the suffix “-ic” or “-ical.” Bonus points if you use both. Have fun! Press Here to join in.

Okay it was fun and whimsy and I got slightly stuck on the last line but it worked with the prompt … didn’t it?

Stream of Consciousness.