Lost on Mars

my mind abandoned my heart 

It had decided to move to mars.

without it, and its rationality,

i decided I would be fine mindless.

but my heart began to miss my mind

so it decided to go after it.

but without it, and its rationality

my heart was lost.

for emotion is not the best means 

of understanding direction

my heart wandered, mindlessly.

for eons,

Holding a cardboard sign:

“LOST MIND, WENT TO MARS”

sprawled in pink messy cursive,

and fixed across its aorta

Offering a 2 cent reward 

for any information

about my missing mind.

It walked in spiraling circles, 

through the deserts of

irrational emotionality

where left and right

were determined by 

the color of the sky.

till one day, my mind found me.

It has been searching 

ever since it left.

for my mind, missed my heart too.