Automatic

This is my brain at the speed of light
Some kind of mass
no laws or regulatory body
this is the automatic action
the placement of exponents in blank spaces
the addition and subtraction of independent nothings

this is the cover-up
the masking of mirrors
the stone cold dismissal
and the outrageous comeback

the internal strife
preplanned by genetics
destined to combat the elements
the crookedness of a low battery

this is me wanting the reverse
the heads up call that made it's way down
the regulatory committee of underlying madness
seen only by those who shouldn't see it
tasteless with no tongue

this is wonder
apparent in my reflection
at the anchor that stays
at the simplicity of the automatic