Brain Dead Poem by Jona PoloRamirez
Brain Dead
Haggard surrounded by books
Notes spread across a nook.
Analysis unattended,
Purses, bags, and briefcases too.
Brain full and empty
Words just trickle through
Poetry? Working and amazing
Now I know.
Eyes and neck strained
Waiting for who?
Somebody will come through.
Hi! Hello! Long time no see!
How are you?
Big change, for good I hope
Hello! Goodbye!
Comes the moment of truth.
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4/26/2024 3:28:38 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I know the feeling, Great Prose!