My mind has left the premises,
My mind has gone away:
All my thoughts were blemishes
Upon a perfect day.
My shuttered windows blackened,
With dark sunglasses too,
And busy jaws have slackened-
There's nothing more to do.
Now deep in thought I'm floating,
Through fleshy pods of mind,
And randomly emoting
How memories unwind.
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