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Goodbye, Brain

Poetry By: DLCannon

taken from my book, "And Now It's Time For A Lift-Off!"

Submitted:Jan 6, 2013    Reads: 9    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Goodbye, Brain


Throwing my brain back on a rack

Ticking like a bomb

Was my 'phone in my hands

Without remembering my organizer

What a care though

So what if this is the way

I have all the common decency

To poke at my world with a stick

As it bounces in space

So weightless and free


__it's not really bouncing

But Earth has a way

Of feeling so up-and-downy

When the source of my goodbyes

Becomes like jellies of bad tape warm

I will hit at the weather ball

Being spilt of it's good news

Heaven help me if I knew

What I was doing with any thoughts

__at all

In such a tiny compartment

What made me think I can think?

Or, better yet

What made me feel

__I had the capacity

To know what I was doing?

I don't have control

It's all a loss on me

I don't sit like a dog in a dog house

I feast on whatever a Kat

__dares to chase after

Sometimes I'd like to think

__that that was enough

But being the size of my balls

I was forced to stay off the highway

When I drive alone

So if my fucked up mind

__got me there

Why go about my day

Having that kind of a brain?


01-03-'13 #2

D. L. Cannon


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