Mindless Mishap
With a wish my mind's candle is lit,
On this rickety gate where my nightingale's lit,
When my mind takes a turn and then splits...
So I flew like an arrow-
Quite hard on a sparrow,
When my wings sputtered sadly, then quit...
I spiraled like bats out of hell,
With no feathers to cover my tale,
Then came within view of the farm,
And soon found me atop our small barn...
Well, I hadn't known quite the right way,
To the edge of the barn I had gone,
When I fell like the light out of day
Into night with no wishes of dawn...
I'm a small sunken lump now,
Yet still I breathe somehow,
This wasn't my day to move on...
Now I wish I had stayed on the gate;
For my mind is more rickety now
Than the gate ever was
This is what my mind does,
Though insane, I remain, still somehow
Copyright © Luke Haymons | Year Posted 2015
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