What did I think of yesterday
Why can't I remember
Am I supposed to remember what I think
If I think too much
All the memories of thirty years
All packed into neurons and chemicals
Zipping around my brain
Faster than ever imagined
Little electrochemicals squirting through my head
Only to find more space to squirt through
Both occupied and unoccupied
I wonder if they would still work
Or if actions would be harder
Or maybe it would be easier
Being more information in one spot
To imagine the difference is unimaginable
What would happen if they all mixed the wrong way
Spontaneous combustion?
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