My Indescribable Brain

My hexagonal mind tried to squeeze herself round oozing into other worlds forgetting she had her own My personality died in this land of crazy pretense Through every fault of my own I squelched, then killed her solid Gave up poetry and art Scoffed as my knowing heart screamed Ignoring my uniqueness Pushing into other’s truths My indescribable brain Saw that our heart was dying Not crying, damn it. DYING. Imagination arrived, guns blazing. We wrote poetry all over walls. And it felt great, for it was. We live among our paintings now. Revitalized and rejuvenated.