“Elegy of Thought” by Jack Merrywell

Thought made a break,
escaped deftly from Brainland;
flopped limply to pavement,
twisting and straining, unable to breathe
in this ether we call reality.
i watch, mesmerized, as poor disembodied Thought
sinks slowly into pavement, choking,
struggling desperately for breath.

unable to move, Thought asphyxiates,
body dissolves slowly, sinks into ground

spacetime cracks, bends in on itself
Thought's corpse too much to handle
universe unravels, dies just like her poor victim;
flickers in and out of being,

then resumes merrily