Jaycee Wilkerson

Rookie (October 31,1985 / Philadelphia Pa.)

My Mind Is With Time - Poem by Jaycee Wilkerson

My mind is with time
I guess thats why
My brain unwinds
Does this mean
My mind is the clock
Would that mean my mind
Is endlessly ticking with time
The clock and the brain
three hand on the clock
An the brains the same
O yes the brain has hands
But as time the mind
Never stop moving
I have thought's that
I don't even know about
Just as Time has seconds
Never even thought about
This would be called
losing track of time
Or your mind wondering off
But either way each
Are precise in their own way
Thought to second
This is how I know
My mind is with time

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 26, 2010

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