No Control Poem by Floyd Crenshaw

dear doc,

each day feels the same
because
the transitions are becoming
too easy.

there is
a lack of transmission
in here
i feel it without any influence.

there is an air pump
in my spine
attached to this inflatable brain
occasionally my head'll detach
and i do not feel myself.

- floyd

: reply:

dear floyd,

you were
wired by some devious south paw
with an absolute understanding
of probability
and
the infinite workings
of the phrase
'if this... then that....'

my advice -
enjoy what you can
from this ride.
it ain't that long.

gotta go.

- doc.