Nodus Tollens

I think
I have lost the plot
You see
Nodus Tollens
Grasps me
Life is a labyrinth
Lost within it's halls
Twisting back
And turning through
I think
My dear
I may have lost the plot
Nodus Tollens
Has me
Dripping
Oozing
Flowing thick
Within my skull
Bashing
Braining
Bleeding from the nose
I have definitely
Dear
Lost the plot
It's this
Nodus Tollens
It's the broken
Half remembered
Nostalgia
For the things I never lost
Things I never had
Nodus Tollens
Owns me
I owe it all to you
The feverish sense of longing
The dying
And
Rebirth
What was it I was doing here
Why did I enter this room
Nodus Tollens
Has me
Giving in to my
Madness
That sandless hourglass
Time
What is the plot
Was there one at all
Or is substance
Just a dream
Dripping wet
from confused
Wander stricken beings
Lacking in plot
Wanting in history and lore
But
Nodus Tollens
Lurking
Fills in the void
The plot
So contrived
It's tripe
Unbelievable
Pulp
Nodus Tollens
Tells us we know nothing
Belief is but a lie
And always in the background
Drumming like a pulse
Nodus Tollens
Blinks
And
Dammit
You've lost the plot

a reply to: CagliostroTheGreat

haha - jolly jolly good
thanks for sharing your poem
i wish i could honour you with one of mine
but i'm not much good at it these days
not that i ever was
and besides
the water pressure gurney is hired for only one day
so
dripping
oozing
i can stay only this long in your bar
the coke was good too

thanks again

lucia2389

Thanks for reading

a reply to: CagliostroTheGreat

Black Mirror kind of poem!