Yesterday I lost my mind <br />It must've flew away <br />Although I searched, I couldn't find <br />Any trace of it today- <br /> <br />For this squirmy thing they call a brain <br />I had search up high, down low <br />But without thought, it was in vain- <br />What would a body know? <br /> <br />I peeked around the corner <br />Of my science classroom here <br />What I saw made me much paler- <br />I cringed in disgust and fear- <br /> <br />For sitting in a jar right there <br />Was that thing they called a brain <br />To face the truth, I didn't dare- <br />My own mind, oh there it'd lain! <br /> <br />It was pickled in green water <br />It'd been inspected through and through <br />It'd been boiled, hotter, hotter, <br />It'd been carefully dissected too- <br /> <br />And on that shelf, just out of reach <br />It lazily sat, stared down <br />My fury rose, my fingers each <br />I flexed with cracking sounds- <br /> <br />In my rage, I threw a nice big book <br />At it, fell with a boom <br />I stomped over to take a look- <br />Sadly, my mind was ruined. <br /> <br />**Inspired by uninspiration-if you know what I mean by that.**<br /><br />Leslie Ching<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/brain-5/
