Brain Drain Flow

this is necessary

i will continue to push forward

posse up and march for her

however fickle

she may or may not be

going against the grains

of the burning sands

as they trickle

and rain relentlessly

down the hourglass

half full and half empty

at the same time

has no effect

and space just takes up space

i stand head high

fully erect

ready to embrace and face

the truth that lies ahead

as the past patiently waits

looking forward to

my entire life

has been building up

to this very moment

looking back at

my entire life

bas been broken down

in pieces of atonement

and now that i’m here

i know not what to do

now that it’s in front of me

i can’t help but to look back

butt fuck it

in the end it all fades

to shades of black

and grey and the white

milk has been spilt

and i’m fresh out of fears

and rips and tears

the very core of my soul

is filled and emptied all at once

robbed of all its gold

left with insufficient funds

revenge is not at all a dish

however cold

spaghetti and meatballs sure is

or so i’ve been told

this is necessary

i shall do as i wish

This poem was inspired by a “brain drain” session I completed back in 2006. I always look back to my material of old for inspiration of the new.