Free verse № 117039
This chaotic mind
What I'd give for an organized mind,
Instead of this chaotic kind.
It never recalls the simplest fact,
There's nothing but trouble and plenty of that.
Common sense there's none to be seen,
Only chaos and it reigns supreme.
A thought one minute, forgotten the next.
Tis a problem with which I'm often vexed.
It wanders free and out of control,
It will get me one day in a hell of a hole.
1 comment
It seems like you're mind's pretty organized if it can hammer on that one point 10 rhyming lines. Or is it just that you'd forgotten you'd written the previous two each time?
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