There's a leak in my brain
But I think just the same
And the thots that I think
Wind up forming in ink.
Sometimes the leak is a slow steady drip
That runs down my arm through the pen to the nib
Sometimes it's a breach of major proportions
A flood too fast for my pen's meager motions.
And sometimes the leak doesn't let go a drop.
Is it the leak or my brain that has stopped?