Do You Have A Mind Or Does A Mind Have You?

Buddy knew ghosts were real.

As real as ice cream and day old bread.

Nothing but thoughts which could be said

Today or tomorrow.

Or, not at all.

Maybe they’d wait til later in fall

For more information, data that’s right.

Something more fitting to this good night

Let a little time pass.

Step around that hole.

Let the silent, gentle wind

Push you to your goal

Of never talking back

To that which cannot speak.

Taste success at It’s ALL Clear

Secrets you can keep

For falling in the trap.

Distracted by your yap.

While burning through the gap

T’ween you and mostly misery.

Pally, look here and see.

These are the keys to your life.