'To Dissociate (Rev.) 21/10/2009 Poem by Margaret Alice

My mind managed to dissociate,
while I keep my thoughts in a firm
grip, not allowing joy to take away
focus from my job, my mind created
a new personage living a separate life,
having lots of fun without affecting the
clamped-down bit I use for work

My mind found a way to enjoy a fairy
tale in a separate compartment so that
the enclosed bit remains dead, ready to
read nasty little documents; thank heaven
that the mind has many dimensions, each
capable of functioning independently, I
cannot live in the present-tense ego

That handles the here and now, need
escape into other places and fictitious
characters thinking new thoughts
somewhere else or my life
would be unbearable...