By Jamie Burns
He comes in the most innocuous of ways,
Before you know it your mind's wandered for days.
A passing reflection,
A stray idea,
A naughty thought that makes you red in the ears.
For some a moment is all that he takes,
Focused again now back on their days.
But others he finds the company quite grand,
Then you're strolling along now hand in hand.
He takes you down paths untraveled.
Adventure with characters,
Your minds unraveled.
Present no longer in the here and the now,
Instead your mind’s gone,
Off on the prowl.
A darkened forest,
The far reaches of space,
Depths of the ocean,
All time just to waste.
Hours might pass or days better still,
Before you show up,
Back in the real.
He drops you abruptly
I do have to say,
Back to monotony that fills your day.
But if you find you prefer
Just wait for tomorrow
He’ll come back he will.
Copyright 2016 JAMIE BURNS ALL RIGHTS RESERVED