I picture the mind like a bottle and stopper sometimes. When it's contents are filled to capacity and the skull feels like a shook-up soda bottle, I choose to remove the stopper and let thoughts pour out onto paper.
When your eyelids dart behind closed eyes
and your heart beats to your own world’s pulse
You see a person you love,
alive in your dream
and look into their irises,
every notch and hue,
as if every bit were memorized.
I take my drug To turn the fears that consume me Into trophies to hang on a mantelpiece.
When your eyelids dart behind closed eyes
and your heart beats to your own world’s pulse
You see a person you love,
alive in your dream
and look into their irises,
every notch and hue,
as if every bit were memorized.
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
Little fly, most would neglect,
Only bigger than a breadbox deserves our respect.
We’re a broken, hurt and flawed world,
But I’ve learned to disconnect.
“I’m a fast blinker.
Likely not the fastest you’ll ever see.
But my eyelids have done their time
of shutting darkness out.”
I took my indigo shoes to a place with no Professionals, only survivors. Gravity still applied here, it took the…
“A foregone conclusion, penned in cobwebs.
There is one solitary space for this decomposing love to inhabit.”
“Let your emotions in. See the glimmer of each feeling in your honest irises.
They shine with the uncut dazzle of Babylon- a rare treasure indeed.”
“Before I could even bat an eyelash, five hours of sleep,
three hours of activity went flying down the drain
Like a bluelight blackout.
So let me tell it straight with my bird-flipping finger
cocked on the Uninstall button,
Mobile game developers can go to hell.”
“I know a few things- that I never liked the winter,
It was always something to survive.
And words stained with chagrin and tonic,
I’d have thought those snowshoes foolish to buy.”
“We could see the world for empty pressure,
Or imagine the kaleidoscope particle shower we bathe ourselves in, every moment.”
Brain Juice 