fleeting thoughts

A
quick
silver
thought
jumps across my brain
like a flash of sunlight
on the chrome trim of a
shiny
black
sports car

and when I blink I find
that just like the
speeding car
it is
gone

and I can not
hope
to catch it.

This one is for all you (us) pre-Alzheimer baby boomers with CRS syndrome.

Thanks to Christa at Aquamentality for allowing me to use this! She has beautiful photos and poetry/prose to go along with them on her site, check it out!