Brain

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Early dementia

Please don’t ask me to remember! Its confusing, but I’ll try.
To then realise that I can’t, Won’t...

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Ticky Tock Ticking

Dripping dropping droplets scattered thoughts so fast.

Screeching screaming ring of silence on...

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The scale

The scale

I look at it, move closer, look and I am scared
I must find the strength but I am not prepared...

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Transcendental Exploits

Transcendental Exploits

Most everything written
(and learned ya in school)
Yukon coon sitter, (and bet
your...

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Zombie

Zombie

The yellowish haze slowly dissipated,
This is the moment that was anticipated,
Something had...

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Mental Health

Mental health can damage you it can bring you to your knees it can make you lose all hope in life so just...

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Cancers

Ten thousand five hundred and fifty three
That was the distance at birth from you and me
...

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Thoughts

Thoughts

I shot him down , I built him up
With clay and dust , he rose above

That line is mild , we...

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An Unrest

An Unrest

Daily a day begets a fuss,
Questions so bemusing...
Vests thine faults via said monarch...

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In circles for you

In circles for you

The world turns and turns
when slave tries to leave the thief.
Your charming spells
...

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Age

I look at the mirror, what do I see there
Inbetween all the brown ones, I spot a grey hair
It...

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TRAINCAR HALLWAY

TRAINCAR HALLWAY

I’m a railway car filled with tar.
I’m splashing and staining.
Covering up the scars.
...

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Read write tell other what...

Read write tell other what u read in writing

Each book i read
Got me closer to heaven
you might think that by stacking each book
...

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Argh! An Errant Stray Left...

Argh! An Errant Stray Left Parenthesis!

Upon (die) re rhea ding previous poem
All In The Name Of "Progress" zen
a glaring, leering,...

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When writing is like...

When writing is like running but with words.

Sometimes, the train of our thoughts seems to be on its own railway, except there's no timetable and no one...

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RIDDLE THE BRAIN

RIDDLE THE BRAIN

Not everyone sees things the same way...

Not everyone thinks the same, either...

This is...