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Automatic Pilot

By Rambler

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

Where'd I put the cereal box? Where'd I put the brush? Why is it that far too often, my life's in such a rush? Jumped in my car and drove to work Oh no! I'm off today! Went to the post office, wound up at the store I'm on autopilot, I say Walked to the bedroom, purpose in mind Specific task to do When I got there I tried to remember But didn't have a clue Automatic pilot is great for machines Things that have no soul But when you thought you had a mind It's unnerving to find a black hole Written February 27th, 2002 © on Feb 27 2002 10:43 AM PST, Bruce Newman   0 • 7

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