Lights Out

my brain i'm afraid has shut out the lights the powers that be are out for the night they only show up sporadically hardly in want never in need like wind to a kite does what it likes the hair of the dog both barks and bites with circuits cut short in how far they reach a bit out of kilter a little off beat from little or not to the very thought in the processes of guesses with all that's been lost in the middle of this what i now find is somehow my brain has shut out the lights