Drifts

Oblivious to everything
I stare into objects unseen.
Drifting in a world inside
with no interruptions.
I'm truly lost in thought.
Becoming aware
I'm confused at the time passed.
Could have been days or hours.
But only minutes have gone.
What was I thinking?
I have no idea.
Floating in another world,
random ruminations
bump and blend and battle
in lava lamp slow motion.
Remnants of fuzzy peace
are left in my soul.
So whatever it was
must have been all right.