Uncontrollable Mind

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Mind had crawled up the wall
Its beady eyes watching
Without controlling
While file cabinets of success
Were torn into thousands of frosted white pieces

The legs of the mind
Curled around a soft white light bulb
Trying to screech out
Controlled actions
But it’s mouth had been sewn shut

Mind scuttled onto the floor
Collecting the pale blue striped pieces
With half scratched letters
And faded gray smudges.


This will certify that the above work is completely original.
Jane Marshall





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