Your brain is broke
like a wounded birdwith broken wings
crying in a field.
Your brain is broke
from that TV showthat reduced the world
to a mad house row.
Your brain is broke
from reason's slumberwhile hidden monsters
riot loose.
Instead of following the traditional path of a chap book, I am using this blog as an evolving form for poems both old and new (e.g. the title piece is yet to be written). I do not see myself as a poet, but I enjoy writing these pieces and hope that some people might enjoy reading them.. It is really as simple as that.
Your brain is broke
like a wounded birdYour brain is broke
from that TV showYour brain is broke
from reason's slumber