Rotary PerceptionA Poem by plainmeThe outside of my mind My skin, my lips, my eyes and mouth May appear to be Untouched Calm and tranquil But what people don’t know is what’s Brewing, boiling, burning In that large cauldron of mine While I lay in my bed And I’m reading my book I might appear Motionless Only my chest inflates and deflates But what people don’t now is what’s Leaking, igniting, exploding In that large gas tank of mine A minds tornado Of thoughts and questions Of ideas and perceptions Of long distance reflections I cannot breathe My brain is pickled In a jar that can’t be broken A shambles of thoughts A cluster of stars With each point An idea, a vision The future holds The past buries The present unfolds What the future held And the past repelled A live review Of my life is written And my mind needs less Ideas Fresh off the press © 2013 plainmeFeatured Review
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Added on August 5, 2013Last Updated on August 5, 2013 Tags: ideas mind confusion head |