Thursday, January 31, 2008

The Shrink, shrunk


The invisible scrawlings etched between
the elaborate folds of living matter,
decipherable by only itself and wholly
responsible for emotions unselected,
undoubtedly the cause
.
Ones thoughts carried from place to place,
each culled somewhere, somehow
Unreadable to anyone but the priviledged host
may times offer the finest unwanted,
unprovoked afflictions
.
Feelings of foulness that continuously
scrape, abrading the soul cannot be merely wished
away nor can be forgotten, healthy neurons provide
the conduit for images of uncontrolled
unhealthy, fetid fear; sorry
.
Could a prestigious title following ones name
make thee a decipherer of the illegible
trappings held deep within
the pleated upholstery of our minds
if we ourselves cannot?

1 comment:

DaisyBug said...

Nice - very real imagery. I like it. Thanks for sharing.