Conceptuality

An addiction
Or a trifle
Somewhere in between

Concepts are benign
Until they become sensualized
Imbued with a sense
That they must be had
At all costs

When they are no longer means
But instead ends
Such as winning
Initially a concept
Then becomes conceptualized
And takes over the steering wheel

Mindless training
Unkindness
Jumping, oh so how high
Grammaticisms
And the senses
Are dulled

So
To take the whind
Out of the idea sales
So that the ship
Can go where it already is
Rather than exchange its position on the water
A beautiful position
For a vista
And horizons
Supposedly more wonderful

For such a ship
As this
That ought
To be somewhere
To really be somewhere

But the oughts
Are really naughts
Casting stones
At vessels too near

So hand me the tiller
Because this ship
Isn't going anywhere