Looking Around

Hyper Life

My mind brings me information,

From a highly compartmentalized mind.

Searching for the pieces,

Information or ideas as they fly by.

Losing a thought, searching again.

The thought that was so important lost again.

Now the file is lost, in a compartment,

Assigned by my brain.

Of course to save time,

A good search engine or manual would be fine.

Author's Note

Re-work. I still have to find a photo to add to this piece.

Reviews

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Ha you and Andrew Mitchell both obsessed with thoughts lol! I loved the humour ending this even though there is a modicum of truth to it!

[Willard Wells]

Thanks John. I described my vision of the filing system in my brain to someone on here awhile back and they said that it made them nauseous. Hahaha. As always I appreciate the visit and comments.

[KWP]

yeah well happens doesn't it .... man I have such fantastic thoughts sweeping past all the time ... I always say I must remember that and when I go to remember - well - it's lost isn't it ... I actually think someone comes and steals it cos well you know it was such a damn good idea ... I would probably do the same if I saw an idea like hat just lying idle - well no - of course I wouldn't cos that's not the right thing to do is it? Oh but then all ideas are simply new thoughts rehashed aren't they - considering we already know everything there is to know - you know what I mean - it's all within us and all that jazz ...

and yes yes I like your poem - totally relatable - a robot I am not - so well those things that do get lost and fall by the wayside I must say Sionara (no idea how to spell that) and embrace the new moments and thoughts right here in front of me right now ...

[Willard Wells]

Thank you so much for your review. In the short time I have read your work, I felt this would strike a cord with you. As for subject as we have said all words are just the same thought re-worked. I have a number of piece that hang on this theme.