The Dimly Lit Darkness of her Mind

She contains a force she can't control; namely
the thoughts that swirl through her mind like colors
flashing ephemerally, vanishing
into the lower realms of her cerebrum.
 
The thoughts that swirl through her mind like colors
wrap themselves around her spinal cortex
and sieze her body. She mutely protests
the paralysis but finds she enjoys surrender. 
 
Flashing ephemerally, vanishing
colors disappear like the unblinking eyes of Argos.
She is Io, wrapped in a disguise that suits her not, 
the clumsy heifer running from a gad-fly.
 
Into the lower realms of her cerebrum
she sometimes dips a spoon, shocked
at all that she finds, and does not find,
in the place of dimly lit darkness.