Phantoms lurk in my mind
Haunting the neural networks
On which I must travel
They dog my thoughts
They pop-up like mushrooms
Sometimes beautiful and poisonous, or
Tasty and cute, or
Stinky and horrible
Strong enough to break asphalt
Frail enough to die
Beneath the weight of a bigger thought
Wisps that fade away on sight
Or glow at attention
Phantom fungi.
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