Melting Minds

If our minds met across a rift,
Wandering, upon a drift,
Would you need to ask my name,
Would we even be the same,
Or would you even accept this gift?

Even if we could survive
The melding of minds into a hive,
Would we collaborate or smother
The things we glisten from each other,
Assuming that we stayed alive?

We both felt your crash;
It doesn’t take our minds to mash
For me witness cars collide,
In my mind where terrors hide,
With its own tormented stash.

There is so much we could unwind
In memories leaked from fore to hind;
If it were an option to make,
I know what choices I would take,
Because my secrets are yours to mind.


About Paul Carroll

Paul Carroll is a writer, born, raised and still living in Dublin. By day he's a student and bookseller, by night he writes fiction and uses social media.
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2 Responses to Melting Minds

  1. Brett Rossi says:

    will you mind if I post this on my twitter?

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