The ramblings of a tune in mind! Get me out of here!

please note fictional scribbles of a sane mind bordering on a ride through Monty Python's Flying circus.

A criss-crossing of thoughts

suspended between

right and wrong,

not knowing 

this way or that way

broke down on the motorised

highway of connective thinking today

becoming in turn the trabeculated mind.

The speed limit will be reduced

to twenty five kilometres an hour

while the highway motor neurons

install traffic lights at this intersection.

For memories please take highway M1

turning off at emotional drive

and proceed through melancholic lane,

a dusty track of lost thoughts

but will get you there.

Sorry for any inconvenience for

delays on common sense and sanity,

so in the meantime listen to some

elevator music, just tunes

locked in the mind

having no end.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

I liked this write Andrew. When I can't sleep I would like the traffic lights in my mind to be on red instead of green. They are always on green, and the flow of thoughts are far too fast. I also like the idea of that elevator music. Nothing too energetic though. Nice and calming would do it. A fun piece.

Chris

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you Chris for a delightful review.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

highways of memories, listening to old songs and thinking of certain times...that interstate can get pretty crowded...but if we all take care and drive safely...we can get through life and our thoughts, poems, hearts won't collide in a bad way, but in a good way.
j.

[andrew mitchell]

always a pleasure to have you visit and comment Jacob. Thank you dear Poet.