Ring finger bonds sensation in matrimony, The caress of brassily hair, Silken to the touch. Addiction, its time to feed, Placing between fingers death soon to be lit. Thoughts going by faster than light, A young mind so bright. The light bulb long ago shot its spring, Darkness and dimming shadows did come. The thoughts still race at ungodly speeds, But from one to another they reflect, Thought has since lacked being direct. The warrior; stupidity, On the battle field of friends, Showing total neglect. A wage war on you! Stupid mind… You are mine!