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What’s Inside My Brain: Revolutionary Blogging Free Verse Poetic Thought Stream

People exclaim:
“It must
be tough
to live inside
that head of yours
with everything
that goes on there!”

The insecurities.
The confusion.
The misunderstanding.
The doubt.
The intensity.
The pain.
The mistrust.
The loneliness.

That might be true.

Sometimes it is tough.
Sometimes I make mistakes.
SOmetimes I use faulty logic.
Frequently, I don’t think things
through
clearly
or rationally.

Still,
from how I’ve seen others live,
and from what I’ve seen in the world,
with all my brain’s
quirks
and confusion,
and pain
and insecurities,
I like that gray matter
that makes things matter.

It lets me feel things
others don’t
or won’t.

It lets me experience
the noisy violence of rock
and the silence of rocks
and comprehend
and write about
both.

My brain
connects to my heart
and my soul
to let me observe
and hear
and comprehend,
and reveal,
and explain,
when others just say
“What?” or
“Where?!?” or
“Huh?” or
“________”.

And sometimes
my quirky,
edgy,
Carpe Diem
brain
just lets
me
just be.

How Can You? Romantic IMprov Poetry

How can you make me laugh
in the midst of romance?

How can you take the cold, clammy fear
in my hands, feet and forehead,
and turn it into emotions flaming up
from deep in my heart?

How can you take my tears of pain
and, in a few words,
make me weep with joy and relief?

How can you make me miss you so?

How can you hold me
and rock me gently to sleep
with just a few typed or spoken words?

How can you, with the skill of a cardiac surgeon,
open up my chest
and expose all my innermost hopes,
dreams and feelings…
without hurting or scaring or bruising my heart?

How can you, when my heart aches
and when butterflies dance nervously in my stomach,
reach across the hills, lakes and rivers
and apply soothing balm,
calming the butterflies
and soothing the aches?

How can you make my brain remember
every nuance of your scent,
every wisp of your hair,
every touch of your hand,
the feel of your skin,
your curves,
your breath?

How can you do that?

Frag’ nicht warum.
Sei einfach froh,
daB es ist so.