thinking in verse

i can't write happy things

1:43 pm

there must be something wrong with me

how did my mind become a factory

that when happiness hit

the workers sought to fix it

but this time

the happiness is overwhelming 

the people are running around 

they don't know what to do in emergency

the machine is on its own now

sending its own signal to the brain

the ones it sent before the people came along to run it

the ones my mind had long forgotten how to compute

the supply is cut off and

i'm speechless