I look at all the bits of my brain,
Scattered like a 5000 piece jigsaw -
Can not even comprehend
How to Humpty Dumpty them...
can not
make sense, si, naught...
bad bit down, drawn
pensieve thread
jangled memories,
confused thoughts,
betrayed trusts
this virtual blood!
"Out, damn Spot! Out..."
Or do I quote the King,
and give homage to that role I played,
transposed in time?
Or, do I let the dog leave the house?
