one more thought

(changing words)

feels like there’s one thought needed
or maybe just a few new more
to open that strange mental door
that was supposed somehow before

but how to start such thinking
cause there is no way to conclude
from what we guess what we delude
must stay mute within a ’dense’ mood

a mood that starts to wonder
to wander like a shapeless sign
meant beyond any asking line
we need a linked sense to combine

a question mark unwritten
reminds me of the needed key
just like the context we don't see
what grows within the fate to be