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My Brain

Posted by MFish Posted on 05/13/2019 at 09:56PM Other See more by MFish

My brain has been given an enema.
Words pop out quicker that I can write.
No meaning or correlation,
Nothing in sight. Just write
As fast as I can and clear
The clutter, in my mind.
Nice words, cuss words, perhaps some kind.
It matters not, just don't leave
Words behind. It makes no sense
As words flow free. I can't think
Of what they will be. Simple words
Or ones quite complex. It matters
Not one little bit. I do need
To write slower and clearer, if I am
Going to read these later. It may
Be a folly to see, what these words
Mean to me. I make no attempt
To rhyme or tell you it's good for
Mankind. No lie on anything for
You to hear as I desperately claw
Out these words and be free of all
Hidden thoughts or when it goes,
Emotional dither, the word hither, tries
To appear. I wish I could just shut
Off this spewing of words, that mean
So little or just let them go somewhere
In the middle. Goodness me, she used to
Say; the words are prolific on this bright day.
Enough my hand is cramping up quite a bit so
I'm thinking it is time to now quit.
What gibberish I write, without any doubt.
I won't be running or whooping about
But I will sit silently, under a tree
And thank the Lord, I have thee.

What an outburst of words gushing
While I write fast to grab the words rushing
Down to the paper, here on the desk
And not as jumbled up as all the rest.

A waft of smoke
from the small fire,
with intense heat,
stoking a new desire,
to live once more,
under the bright star
and to be the man
you know you are.

Sitting around a campfire at night
the front of you is warm.
Your back is cold as ice.
Telling stories of days gone by;
embellishing as needed
to maintain the lie.

There is no comfort
in sitting here,
unless of course
the cold will disappear.

The song you sang,
I've heard before.
About a lost love,
not here anymore.
I know not of love.
I'll say it once more,
for my personal feelings
lay on the floor.
No feeling of despair .
No feeling of loss.
No feeling to care
about another person.
It's not for me
or the pain in my heart.
It is still there with thee
as my soul tears apart.

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