I Want To Be Your Ink Blot Poem by Patti Masterman

I want to be your ink blot
So I can read your mind;
I'll be in every smudged thought
Behind your window blinds.

I want to live in your brain,
I hear that things are wired-
Though I am just the ink stain,
By your connections sired.

I'll get to know your neurons
And your synaptic lanes,
And travel all your axons;
At home, in your main-frame.

I won't use too much current,
You'll barely know I'm there,
Your memories I'll be learning,
There just below your hair.

Don't worry I'll invade you,
Your sovereign territory-
Another being made you
For his own living toy.