You can’t quite put your finger on it, can you?

Something is different. Something has changed.

Has something been added? Or taken away?

Is it that word that’s been on the tip of your tongue that you just can’t remember? Or is that just your mind being its usual self?

Was forgetting what you came into the room for incidental, or was it by design?

That thought that slipped away just as you went to voice it- was that just the thing that happens sometimes, or was that your hypnotist’s doing?

Is there some motion, some phrase, some response that you’ve been doing, completely unaware?

Have you even been messed with at all, or is it just that feeling you sometimes get as the seasons change?

Is something even different? Has anything even changed?

What are you looking at me for, dear? I’m not going to tell you. Not when it’s so fun to watch you try to figure out what I’ve done to your mind. If I’ve done to your mind. 

Maybe this is, in fact, what I’m doing to your mind.

It’s alright, my dear. I’ll enjoy the show a little bit longer, and then I’ll make it so you can’t even hold a thought long enough to worry about it.