It’s Tuesday already and the Poets Pub is open at dversepoets . Guess we all lose it sometimes … this is one time that I did!
I pulled at the thread
in my hard-wired head.
Just a loose end but
a tug and a pluck sent it
all round the bend.
I’d broken a circuit and out
of my mind came
the rage and the fire.
Anger gushed out,
a withering spout and
then I laid waste to
drivers
computers
phones
and the news.
the rain
and the pain
and those
incompetent fools.
Then it was spent and I had to apply
the heat of the whisky to solder
the thread back into my head.