Brain Drain

My brain is like the clock

Keeps ticking and time does pass.

Unlike the clock, it goes into past

Sometimes into the future, a wander nut. 

From time to time it does quieten

With some ideas, it does get smitten

Even then it sticks to ticking

As if without ticking it can’t be existing. 

Brain control I have tried

In many techniques, I got mired

Eventually, I did get tired

My brain did get fried.

I wondered about brain drain

Once bitten, so, I did refrain

I discovered a channel for the brain to flow

Thoughts afloat, finally I dealt a blow.