My Wand

I found the key 

To manically controlling time

Was at the bottom

Of a dirt stained cup

Focused my mind

To a sharpened pinhead

But a pinhead

With a big brain firing off neurons

Faster than he can catch

All the great ideas

Thought I was lazy

For so long

But the ketosis

Allowed me to see

What I knew

But couldn't show

My meat vehicle

Got in the way

So others couldn't see it

Don't blame them

Like those that

Step accidental

On a sleeping bear

In a cave at night

I am the wizard

My robe is wove

Of experiments

My wand made of drugs

Reviews

[Pryde Foltz]

That must have been some cup of coffee. I was feeling a little too powerful … switch to tea. Some really tight and original free verse here. Good to see you writing again.

[Luke L]

well it was 2 cups, thanks Pryde :)