The messy mind

My mind is rather messy

Filled with thoughts of random facts

A couple dozen stories fight

To fit in my mind’s many gaps.

My work tries to consume me

And sometimes it will win

No other thoughts permitted

Work attempts to put them in the bin.

Other times my brain is clear

Despite the working hours

Work will not intrude

It simply makes my mind too dour.

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