- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Bendy-Brained
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Click hereWhen I scratch the surface of my scalp
that's what makes the words come out.
Leaky parts inside my head.
The thoughts pool up,
they slosh about.
So mixed with normal, all the bad
I've lost what train of thought I'd had.
Can't think straight,
how will I know,
when other senses start to go?
Poor sloshy head,
poor twisty words,
poor whoever ends up me.
Won't be the same
without me here.
It might, in fact,
not even be.
That must be where the beauty lies,
in making all our skin so thin.
We have to know just who we are,
or lose ourselves to things within.
I'd rather not, but then again,
it's not the going,
it's the been.
- COMMENTS
tazz317almost 12 years agobut with the faculties to decide. TK U MLJ LV NV
lorencinoover 16 years agoThe poem has a total Bendy-Brain feel. Well executed marraige between meaning and style.
lorencinoover 16 years agoThe poem has a total Bendy-Brain feel. Well executed marraige between meaning and style.
KOLKOREover 16 years agoIt made me feel like I read a hybrid of witticism combined with a bit of British nonsense; still you find yourself stopping for a moment thinking Cartesian thoughts.
