Mind Games

Another long day, another late night. I sit here, recalling the conversations we had ('How did she manage to poison the coffee?') and imagining what I would say ('Her writing is really not my cup of tea. By the way, have you watched the DVD yet?') But no, none of this would materialise, because of the games we play -- mind games, mind my words, mind my own business; but always on my mind, at the back of my mind, everything -- it is all in the mind.