Mind Printer Poem by Cyclopseven R

Mind Printer



I wish the mind has a cartridge
so i may print the hard copy of everything illusive within
of good and bad both
whispers of silence and divine thirst as well
to send to all around swiftly
without me having to compose words for expression
because i am weakened by the search for words proper
in verbal to speak out loud
as daily thoughts appear a routine route
as the processor processes the entire input
filtering not a second of ideas murderous
and i am fed up of thinking,
thoughts many calls it but chaotic hell i call it.

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