I was lucid
for a
moment.  Then,

it all
got away from me.

Why didn't I write it
down?
The pencil
hurts my fingers.

I caught a bus
to work
where
my computer
leered

greedily, but

the network was
down
and I
couldn't access
my
brain

(I mean my files)

too much
connectivity,
so

I lost
the thought.
It was a
good thought, too;
profound,
essential, but

I don't suppose
too much
depends
upon it,

do you?

-Mark Jacobs (19 July 1999)