
its not up its not down
its not even the middle
its ten minutes into a drive
and needing to piddle
its not good its not bad
its just fucking there
another burden to bare?
a simple not needing to care?
its shallow indifference
a refusing to take part
it comes from the guts
it comes from the heart
its brimming with empty
yet my cup runneth still
it’s a measure of the life
in the times left to kill
And all the frivolous, possibly even superfluous loose ends grin up at me like happy little worms in a bucket. the spirit of the yarn hangs loosely from the fourth wall as reality melts like a Dali clock.
it’s in that melted and malleable moment
the love child of then now and when
it’s everything clever i never said
mixed with a smidge of bush Zen
it’s a susceptible stale freshness
a hesitancy willing
from inebriation to procrastination
i kinda miss the ceaseless spilling
it’s a certain amount of wiggle room
deep inside the illusion
and it’s a certain kind of peace i find
amid this chaos and confusion
About the Creator
Bren
"It's just a token of my extreme!" - Frank Zappa
"Cause it's all in the heat of the moment It's all in the pain!!!" - Devin Townsend
Centre Stage with the wonderful Heather Hubler

Comments (4)
I appreciated every line, but those last handful resonated so deeply with me. Loved this :) Great morning to wake up to a new Brenton F piece!
It is very much of poetic.
Another burden to bare…. My mom Used to say, if it’s not one thing it’s another. Boy, was she right Another thought stirring piece
Love the soundtrack and the poetic flow of it all. 😉♥️