Contradictions!

My mind is an amalgam of round dots sticking
constantly,
constantly
moving around each other in cluster-less identities.

They swarm together making a flower,
at times,
at times,
they disintegrate into long lines.

They grow into strong conches,
largely,
largely
also, they shrink into tiny triangles.

They form overwhelming shapes
defiantly,
defiantly,
they bounce off too as lonely stars.

They are standing, right now, in rows, separately to
question,
question
marks, like millions of sickles, deep as thought, waiting to cut or to sharpen…or both, in unknown order!

PS - I waited till I saw the sun...dont know why I didnt come!