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An Unperturbed Mind

When you sort decades of electric cables from that box hidden away

It reminds of disentangling neurons haphazardly fired at random

	It’s a beautiful day and you’re in it among sea saw and hammer


Hundreds of screws in the tool box and all you want is a single unbent nail

Somewhere hidden under plucky wall plugs and skewed rusty hinges

	If life gives you lemons a power drill defeats convention


Nuts bananas and bolts mislaid in the fridge with washers and powder

Reveal the essence of an organized mind squished in the blender

	Bedlam chaos fragmentation or glorious harmony


Synapses jumping like fleas on the mindful grey patched neuronal carpet

Heavily worn by August the Clown because a well led life is a circus

	Knowledge pushed into action potentially in a meaningful way


Buttons in the haberdashery basket cased in creativity’s mad insanity

Knotted threads from life-long preservation of patchwork and passion

	Enmeshed a few screws yet again and a bubble gum wrapper


And that hammer once more testing reflexes deflected patella and callus

A pendulum for more esoteric days and a Tarot card next to the cross

	Saved for a rainy day of prayer and the coronation of dreams 


After decade long quest a screw is still a screw whether loosened or nailed

The sander of unfinished living grinds on to an egg timer’s analogue fashion

	And who an earth would prefer finding a rivet to crafting a poem


One possible morale of the story is that hardware plies softly myriads of magic

That in the wider scheme of things there are enough contraptions in the case

	And once they start giggling and straying Pandora is happy



17th April 2019

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 4/17/2019 11:00:00 AM
I was intrigued as I sorted through the boxes and things hidden away long ago..coming alive in your poem. I certainly would craft a poem over finding a rivet..as you say. This is uniquely you, Kai..intriguing write.
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