Evaporated Minds Poem by Blake Val Noir

Evaporated minds,
a state of bliss,
release it all,
and you will not miss.

The memory of past,
you can not reminisce,
lost forever,
it does not exist.

Caught in an eddie,
alone to subsist,
in-between the between,
it tries to persist.

A pillar it stands,
try not resist,
open it up,
be able to insist.

The first, or the last,
it sits on the list,
wanting and waiting,
it clenches its fists.

Evaporated minds,
a state of bliss,
release it all,
and you will not miss.