My Mind is a Fog

My mind is a fog. I don’t care if it stays, heavy on my shoulders, weighing me down, I know that it clears – all in good time – why watch the clock? – It’s probably lying. I can’t see – Oh, poor you, the blind find their way – as I will, I just can’t question.

Oh, but then you’re not moving – I want the answer, maybe I am happy here, all fogged up with no demister, not even a rag to clear my vision – close your eyes, succumb to the movement, something is bound to happen.

My mind is a fog; I can’t make a decision – Stop rubbing your head! – I’m thinking! This fog’s my friend. Right now, I’m not meant to know, this fog, my mind, are married, divorce imminent, but right now they’re committed. What do I know?

You’re questioning! – I’m bored; I need the toilet – piss into the wind – a fog is my mind, why would I care? – Bing! Another question – realising one can’t avoid them…my mind is a fog and a whole series of questions, that don’t relate to anything, don’t clear the path ahead, just fill it with things to pass the time when perhaps we should follow it!

I’m walking in circles – why not take the diagonal? – And leave you here revolving? Merry go round, my mind is a fog and no one can cure me, the lift? It’s busted, so I am here, all fogged up, with nowhere to go, my hearts dropped anchor – No! Wind it up! Just move slowly – I should get some rest…are you there? No one can see me, for my mind is a fog. I’ll just wait here, in my sleep, and when I wake, things just might be different!

My Mind is a Fog

twistedson

Joined November 2007

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