Lost

A compass
to help me navigate
through labyrinthine corridors
of the mundane ….. 
un-peeling layers
of incisive thought

Maybe, I’ll never 
get lost again
after that….
never be blamed
for not having 
a sense of direction
for not remembering
routes I pass through
every day

for the mind
will be less busy
more focussed
on routine
boring
day-to-day tasks

and I’ll start looking
like the average person
on the street
who poses no competition
to anyone
and keeps blamesters
happy

Hey, buddies…
here I’ll never come

Sunday Writing Prompt – Lost – March 21st