Lost in transitA Poem by andrew mitchell
Come in mind control.
Do you read me over? What is your position, thought? I am lost, mind control. Have you reached your destination? No, never made it to paper, mind control. Damn! You were an important line, thought. Well, we have combed the grounds and circumnavigated the skull, thought. Looks like you are terminally lost in transit somewhere between consciousness and forgetfulness. Thought you might like to know, thought! Thank you mind control. You are so considerate. We will notify your next of kin and we are sending a new replacement as we speak. If you ever escape this world of forgetfulness let us know. I will. Bye! Such a waste! Damn good thought lost to the wilderness, trapped in the jaws of perpetual memory loss. Oh well! S@#t happens! © 2023 andrew mitchell |
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