Dope Is My Mind Poem by KHULEKANI MWELI

Dope Is My Mind



Dope is my mind....by Me.

My brain sinks in a drain full of jammed thoughts
My imagination went cold until my mind coughed not
Dreams went silent, unconsciousness talked a lot
My stretched ideas were cropped inside a psychosomatic knot
All visions i had were chained and locked
All cerebral poetry pieces were ripped off
All sober mind pieces sounded liked a genius drugged with a crack rock
My glassy fragile intelligence was dropped into a brainwashed floor
A floor filled with Negro flock which is psychologically blocked.

Monday, July 25, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: mind
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