Mind Script

As the mind writes On a clear blank page Long before you notice Or even register Like a computer But like being operated by Artificial intelligence Like Some would say The mind's epic authorship, Forever green. Authors script Commands of chaos, Dreams that dare deceive. On a clear blank page scripted Lines etched in lightning, Plots of passion's rage, Edits in whispers, Rewrites born of fear, Infinite drafts on memory's fragile page.