Forget It

The dumb trigger was pulled today and my brains lay spattered upon the proverbial wall of thought

I watch the grey matter slide and roll...almost walk vertically down like inch worms

The red stuff used to feed my mind with oxygen and sugar

Now drips

Separated from its duty

I'll drink alcohol today in hope of its recovery so that I may join the others

It's hard when you don't wish to think, share or participate

Maybe I'll play a song or write something down on a piece of paper

Yeah...and put it in my pocket so that I may read it later and wonder what I meant

I'll burn it like my memory

Forget it and write something new

I like new

...but I miss the old