Shattered Like A Brain

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

taken from my book, "Beyond Free"

Shattered Like A Brain


These rotten words, they spin around me

These aching stars, they drink my blood

This mountain of spaghetti

What's it to my belly?

I'll never know who I am looking for

I don't care to look beyond

The door way of my noggin,

Step outside,

Nor dream beyond

And empty space in my brain

The throne, inside

Where I refuse to sit

Because I'd rather let some one else

Sit on it, to keep me company

For, I am afraid to go outside

The ghetto is not a nice place to live

And my bike is still not done

If I knew I was not gonna move anymore

I would have chose a better place to live

Instead I am stuck here

To piss ad moan about it

Forever never seeing the break of day

Light up a woman's face

If I lift up my thoughts

I may just drop them

If I fell, I might even lose myself

To the sound of ringing bells

Life is shuttered in a mess

Where can it be picked up?

Where can it be left at?

The rest of my 4 corners

They look shabby

And about to fray

The rooms of pain and horror

They scatter like mice

And run from me, from time to time

It's not nice to laugh

It's not nice to be laughed at

So I forbid laughter

From entering my corridor

But I still hear it, outside

No pills have ever been able to change that

Even in my sleep people laugh at me

But I'm not about to give a shit

The funny monkey business that goes 'round

Will it be found?

Well, why would I be looking for it?


06-28-'21 #2

D. L. Cannon

Submitted: June 28, 2021

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