When My Circuit Shuts Down Poem by Peggy Berge

When my circuit shuts down

Today I don't feel as if I'm living life;
Life is living me.
There's no weight within my chest it seems
Happiness just doesn't interest me

Today is a dull sweeping
And the dust lies everywhere
I'm another crack in a weathered road;
Friction of racing rubber meets me unaware

My shadow that weavers in the wind
Appears more alive than I
A day on vacation in my mind
On autopilot: no-one seems nearby...