In my head
I have needles and thread
all over place
I maybe a head case
but she speaks unkind and kind words
birds fly off course
spoken word discourse
brain disparity
insanity
I am lost in the translations of movements
as language
how can I manage
when every movement out there is speaking
Mindfulness can’t work when words stain
all my pain
and I cannot escape words said
my lucky colour may be red
and silver
but they cannot deliver
me freedom.
by Dan Hooks AKA Alienpoet