Eavesdrop

Sometimes I find it easier

to eavesdrop on my brain

than to ask it directly

for what facts may remain.

–

I sneak discreetly like a ninja

to the far reaches of my mind

waiting for that juicy gossip

that will free me from a bind.

–

If no soft whispers reach my ears

and the conversations run dry

there may be nothing to hear,

but at least I gave it a try.

© Autumn Siders 2016