Sum Sine Cogito ( I am Without Thought )...

Fog cloaked morning,
     rain soaked day dawning,
Words come without warning,
     unasked and unexpected
Untested and untried
     they step boldly, not wanting to hide
i wouldn't call it pride; they are what this is
     No need to explain, that would be redundant
rarely if ever changed, for there's always more
     in that i am more than abundant
In the few moments spent i am content
     to let the words flow as they will
Little thought, like a angler by the stream
    feel a tug, see what i've caught
as i almost dozed in this waking dream
    for me it is as simple as it seems
Without pretense there is no fence
     and limits are never seen;
just words in which others find the sense...