Nothing New Under These Suns

 Life is a ghostly maze

We push along

going it alone

or following others

until we hit a dead end

The mind is also a ghostly maze

it repeats thoughts and ideas

as though they are yours

but there may not be anything

            truly yours

we trudge through the maze

looking for a way out

you would be the first one to escape

and it would require the unlikely

it may require

 the only original thought