I never mind them.
Not much.
And I don’t mind not minding them.
Not at all.
Why then, do they mind me not minding them?
That, I mind!
And is that wrong?
No, not to my mind.
As the only mind, to me, that I mind minding,
is my mind.
So, please – if you don’t mind, mind you – please, just please
don’t mind me!
Copyright owned by Jay Cool, August 2019
Inspired by a reading of an extract from ‘Fingersmith’ by Sarah Walters, as shared by a member of the Colchester Scribblers Meetup group.
But, please mind just enough to read and comment on just a few more posts of mindless content:
The Secret Diary of Hendrik Groen
PJ’s Perky Jaunt: A Comedy Club Review
The Silly-Savvy Salopian in Suffolk: read, believe and write ... 