The Mafiosa Game

There was a time when I felt like the right fool

Trying to imitate another

I do not care for truffled minds

I only do what comes Naturally

I do declare that sometimes I do

Think about it and wonder

How it is that I can do it

And others can’t?

It must be some Divine gift I think

But it does go wrong sometimes

And it makes me believe it too

So I go from psychoid to psycha- without

Having present tense to be awain for.

I want to explain – it does not come form a place called Me

It comes from a place called the Mafiosa or Mindgame

Transfer where when I see it it is already on the page

Before me.

Bye!

Copyright B E Saunders 2016