Once my Mind switches to "automatic"
It is a Tornado of Energy.
Driving  any other ,Around Me ,Past Insanity...
Sometimes the Doctors thought of such a switch as "manic."

I can assure you that my designers planned such
As a "gag"
to see if I can still use my "intellect" as I unload
a day's weighed down and full of "trash " in my  "event bag.."

Turning on "Medication" by a Band Named "Garbage," ironically, I take some access crap  out of my head to life's curb.

Where life's trash man can laugh as they sift through the aftermath..
As I take my shower that  cleanses my mind....

"Save Some Energy For The The Next Day..." I would tell myself
For Tomorrow will fill itself with useless and trying articles of the same kind.