Phantoms lurk in my mind

Haunting the neural networks

On which I must travel

They dog my thoughts

They pop-up like mushrooms

Sometimes beautiful and poisonous, or

Tasty and cute, or

Stinky and horrible

Strong enough to break asphalt

Frail enough to die

Beneath the weight of a bigger thought

Wisps that fade away on sight

Or glow at attention

Phantom fungi.