Bedlam has closed
The sign hit me
As I walked past
It hit me between the
eyes
It said
“Bedlam has closed”
How could bedlam
close?
Bedlam was empty
Barren
Vacant
Unoccupied
Untenanted
Locked
My mind was full
Tenanted
Occupied
Employed
Busy
Hectic
Thoughts scurried
Like rats on speed
Thoughts I thought
Or would have thought
If I had some space
Then again
Perhaps I thought
those thoughts
Earlier
Yet if the thoughts
were thought earlier
Are they the same
thoughts
I’m thinking now?
Perhaps not?
Perhaps the thoughts I
think I’m thinking
I’m not really thinking
Perhaps I'm just thinking, I'm thinking
Yet is thinking about thinking, thinking?
Perhaps thoughts
thought earlier are like
The thoughts I think
I'm thinking
You see
Bedlam has not closed
It’s just relocated
It’s in my mind!
Or in my head?Bedlam was the name of a shop on Beaufort St. It sold bed linen and one Monday morning it had closed.
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