Brain Lapse
The ink flows
freely fresh on the paper
The challenging thoughts churn in my
mind
I wait and wonder for words to pour out
I scribble thoughts
down and scratch them out
Nothing is happening hopelessness
reigns
My brain wanders freely far off it's course
The straight
path of logic now lingers no more
My atrophy moves melting
away
An idea has entered daring to save
Welcomed and warmed it
wanted to help
Once was failing now flourishes wildly
A garden for
thoughts soon gains back control.
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