remind myself to blink
when there’s so much to do and be
grab another hobby off the shelf!
what could be the harm
in burning up my brain
trying to build a more attractive self
Tag: brain
poem: look here ma, the time is passing
look here ma, the time is passing
I’m just tryin’ to have a gas an’
go out smiling some grey day
with heart of love and brain of haze
do it, now, again, again!
I need it fifteen thousand ways
sketch: braindead baby
poem: bashing my brains on the keys
bashing my brains on the keys
as it rains
and he pleads for a strike
of write-lightning to stain
this new date
it’s a pain that I willingly take
sketch: brain bowl
poem: pumping for air
pumping for air
seeking ideas
new chemistry flooding my brain
this is familiar, this hammering on
and on
keeping it fresh all while feeling the same
