Yep, that's what I just said... Miss Place did!

Not really thinking, I noticed I was beginning to question thought.
Why was it so frequently fleeting?
Well... I suppose it could be in a hurry and running late for a previous engagement because it overslept due to a late night brain outage, causing the internal alarm to malfunction. Which, in turn, didn’t signal at the appropriate time; resulting in failure to wake upon appointed schedule.
And another thing; where was logic when I needed it?

Maybe... Hmmm, I know! Maybe it got stuck at the office and was forced to work late because the boss is on a total war-path due to a killer combination of chronic kidney stones, insomnia, and corrosive acid re-flux. When suffering all three simultaneously, he becomes potentially prone to sudden psychotic urges that involve snapping on the nearest available representative; it seems, for some reason, that it’s always my logic that adheres to general misfortune.

Have I yet mentioned the polished art of reasoning? Could it be that it’s altogether  abandoned me?

I guess there’s always a slim chance that it took a spontaneous vacation for well needed rest and relaxation because the daily stresses of everyday calculation have simply become far too much to swallow, surely threatening a  spiteful stroke or angry heart attack. Often times, Reason manages to put itself out for the over all well being of others and figures that a little self-induced solitude is very well deserved and a brief evacuation is quite notably earned.

I can’t seem to find my memory anywhere...
And I’ve looked everywhere twice!

Honestly, the last time I can remember having it was at the department store. I was using it to keep track of my immediate surroundings and what-not, but I don’t recall seeing it since. I may have put it on the counter as I was paying at the checkout, but I don’t think I did...? Then again, I haven’t seen thought for at least a week, either. Gasp! You don’t think thought would have taken off with my memory, do you? They certainly seemed moderately more than friendly on occasion; I wouldn’t be surprised to learn that they secretly took off together, never again to return. Leaving me with less than scraps to draw a brightly boring blank; orphaned without the memory of a thought, or even a simple ideal, for that matter!

It didn’t take ages after my misplacing thought, dropping logic, leaving reason, and carelessly loosing my memory that I stumbled, dumbly, upon all of them. They were right where they had been last left; tucked neatly inside of a notebook among scores of unfinished business...

Hmmm... I really should learn to keep better track of these things!

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Alright...

—Now where was I...?


(2013)

This one is just so strange and outta my element that I really don't know what to say about it... It's just a fun little slice of prose-filled pie. I very much enjoyed the journey I had taken while writing this one... It's definitely not something that I would typically write; I'm glad I gave it a whirl!

funny, humorous, fun, joking, philosophical, entertaining, free verse, prose, poetic prose

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