Alas my brain Was drained through a strainer Of multi media Input and output. What a pain! It’s gone With the wind Wound up like a String of yarn Wrapped around My phone My brain was painfully Drained! Matter is spaced It’s gone… my brains Are gone Pieces are sliding I can’t catch them Glue […]
via The Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest-#25 Brain Matter — Ruth Scribbles
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