My brain took a vacation.
To where I do not know.
I only know it left me
And ceased to say, “Hello!”
Today I pass in wonder
At what I should write
While yonder in the woods
My brain has taken flight.
So I decided,
Though tango does take two,
To go alone this time
And see what I can do.
I have to say in retrospect
That was a stupid move.
For while my brain was absent,
So was my scribing groove.
I waited a while in earnest hope
To appeal to my brain,
But while it enjoyed its freedom,
My mind was lost again.
A mind might indeed be
A terrible thing to waste,
But little did my brain care
While vacationing in haste.
So I am left in brain fog
With no way to restore
Whatever I was going to write
Nor a spare brain to implore.
So be kind to me, dear reader,
While my brain is afar,
Until I can recapture it
And keep it in it’s jar.
Until then…