  The Dimly Lit Darkness of her Mind She contains a force she can't control; namely the thoughts that swirl through her mind like colors flashing ephemerally, vanishing into the lower realms of her cerebrum. &nbsp; The thoughts that swirl through her mind like colors wrap themselves around her spinal cortex and&nbsp;sieze her body.
She mutely protests the paralysis but finds she enjoys surrender.&nbsp; &nbsp; Flashing ephemerally, vanishing colors disappear like&nbsp;the unblinking eyes of Argos. She is Io, wrapped in a disguise that suits her not,&nbsp; the clumsy heifer running from a gad-fly. &nbsp; Into the lower realms of her cerebrum she sometimes dips a spoon, shocked at all that she&nbsp;finds, and does not find, in the place&nbsp;of dimly lit darkness.&nbsp; 
