Tune-Up In Mind Garage

I've laughed at nothing, Smiled without eyes. Seen more with two lids closed, Knowing to be blind wakens mind. Have loved things that others spit upon, Of course, saliva doesn't dry on lips that lie. Drooling evil thoughts are never ending; Watering those thirsty roots of violence. Will I die just because they think it? If their wishes could come true, probably. To thrive on hatred must be an empty meal; Satisfaction less filling than bread and water. I've lived more centuries in my brain than many, Spending all their time so desperate to stay young. Fountain of youth is actually found between the ears; Within a throbbing mind that is the heart of each spirit. Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved "A poem to me is the essence of any thought, Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky. It can fly like no other bird to places never seen, Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place." © 2014 Robert William Gruhn