Mensa recommends a mind-palace for
memory games,
But I come home to a mind that looks
more like a cave.
It's, to most, uninviting. There's no
doorbell–no door.
Staying in means enduring hard, uneven
floors.
It's rough, dark, and downhill, more
descent than a ride,
and I'm so gutless, even I don't know
what's inside.
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