MindPorn

They say many a poem is penned
In moments of passion, inspiration and boredom.
I plead guilty to the two that guard brother Inspi then
PB minus J, I shall break free of thy hold!

He wants to talk to me tonight
He adds, "Is that a change or what!"
I'm surprised I didn't want to sock him in the jaw
Au contraire I laughed, it delighted me so!

A quarter of a day must go by
Before the hour of our chat comes along
Yet the prospect of conversation, of talk light and merry
Brings peculiar relief - What's this, MindPorn?

And then there's this pal who owes me some dough
But today seems to remember it not
So I mumble like a fool and feel like a fraud
Then give it up as a lost cause.

I thought it wise to put off
The collection of dues, you see.
On a rainy day I had planned to collect
In an endeavour to spend wisely.

Well the rains have arrived, they have
And washed away all memory and how!
Now that I'm slightly baffled and slightly broke
Fine, that's his birthday gift, like it or not.

A message just came in, I paraphrase -
I'll give you the money tomorrow, says he.
Now this MindPorn offer I must decline
For I rather fancy the other end.