everything & nothing
my brain, it does all
it does nothing
it loves or it loathes
no middle. no compromise.
bored always.
glimpses of content, calm
progress blast away
new journeys await
it’s one way to live. it’s one way to die.
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Aaron Hodgkins
I shook my brain and out came 214 little hairballs of thought.
Contemporary poetry by
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Poem #3
he lives a solitary life usually alone with his dog his dog and his thoughts he prefers it this way whole truths are reserved only available for him, by him easier that way others require explanation communication fails him his words are quick, broken vague and specific, at once too many thoughts inner connected impossible to explain; the nuance between ideas, ideas of seemingly unrelated factors. variables unseen. he understands but blind to results successes of life he cares too much or not at all that isn’t up to him to rely him for comfort, for support would be a mistake his brain in many ways is not within his control but within his understanding
By Aaron Hodgkins3 years ago in Poets
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