Best Autopilot Poems

His own voice
talks over his head,
as if he were not there.

The load car radio
plays distant music.
Without thinking,
he changes channels,
hears only
the drumming road.

His eyes are low...

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Ascending number of waves flow
Ultimate beads of ripples grow
Tensionless journey through the wind
Onto dry sand it smiles and grins
Politely moisting nearby rocks
Intricate rainbows form on...

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Growing up with ADHD forces you to adapt,
impulsive behaviour controls how you react,
attention span wanders and naturally distracts,
you face an impact, that in fact, doesn't...

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You sell yourself for money
Hour lunch two coffee breaks 
To punch a card at 5pm
For a cheap watch and a cake
You live on autopilot 
A...

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I’m on autopilot.
Surrounded by an unfamiliar climate.
I’m on the outside looking in.
Looking down at blurry skin.
It’s possible I could be dead.
I'm Just a small person...

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BEYOND THE MILK OF HERA PAST THE HEAVEN'S VERTEBRAE
THE STARS BLINK GLEAMING SAGAS, IN THE DAWN THEY FADE AWAY
MY SHIP MAKES AN INCISION IN EVERY...

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moon watched the man 
wondering at his intent
man stared back without feelings
on autopilot unaware of his plight

tree gave man counsel
without effort, but always caring
oak handles...

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What's the espresso this evening, Rubicam?
My random access memory will light upon it
As I riffle the files of my brain.
Pulling out something fresh,
I burst out...

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"The Keys to the Kingdom"

The keys to my kingdom
daughter. 

The past blends through
labyrinths of now 
into futures’ otherworldly 
spectrums

to all shades of Violet
containing release 
only...

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I've cried the tears ...
I've suffered the years ...
I've tasted the fears ...
Of a spaceman hurtling through the void
Loneliness grows daily on the inside,
as I...

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Where is your mind
Most of the day?

If you’re like the most of us
You cannot truly say

For your mind has
A mind of it’s own
 
And oft...

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Autopilot tired
broken wings
sore in soaring flight
fluttering, down-spiral 
clouds streaming beyond fog 
drowsy
then, 
three barrel rolls
swirling through silver light
simulcast storm shakes black topsoil
mineral enriched,
vitamins collide,
seep through...

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Human being shell sleep no more,
Lubits has murdered our sleep forever 

Right up we must get to the hard truth
and not blind out the fact
that...

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I haven’t written in a while

I seem to have lost my voice

I'm not sure where or when it left me

Or where to find it

I have...

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Invisible 

I see you,
     And all those people 
Rushing about,
     Going here, 
    ...

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