Brain Storm

Tim had entered the state of a corpse while
the chorus assaulting his purulent soul festered
Callouses on his corpus callosum pretended
there was no connection just chaos exhumed

Corpuscles splattered astray ice in his vessels
in the same vein of demise as so often before
He stood at the pons dissected in cerebellar
disconnection nauseous detached from brain’s stem

A sequence of rapid succession seceded left overs
Hailstorms of concussion hailed hell freezing over
Snow gathered fast only that the crystals were black
Thunder and lightning electrocuted his passions

A squall out of nowhere invited rapidly raging squalor
Violent tempest arrested in sunken emotions
Blistering blizzards invaded the shelter of survival

Flooded with emptiness he crouched in the corner
of his neuro-toxified mind complicit of oblivion

He had tried the loneliness of a desolate desert
but then sand storms seeped through his pores
poured increasing abrasions towards ashes from dust

A vicious assault broke all defences’ containment
as he listened to the dispatch of an exploding skull
Caustic corrosion dangled from sockets of blinding sight

Tim attempted to drown himself at the oasis only
to find the mirage dispersing convoluted conclusion
But whirl winds returned him to the point of departure

He lingered at the crux of pontificated bridges
crucifix in hand and resolved to jump from the past
Ready to escape from judgement he stumbled and
fortunately the overpass had collapsed due to the storms 

Faced with the murky slate of destruction he
gathered the debris and waited for fate to abate


04th October 2018
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Andresen Avatar
October 25, 2018 at 2:05 PM
- Described great, Kai - Congratulations, well deserved :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Neumann Avatar
October 26, 2018 at 2:18 AM
Thank you Anne-Lise. I have not had one of these darks storms for four years now. Medication has probably helped, but so did writing...Kind wishes, Kai
Hamilton Avatar
October 25, 2018 at 12:48 PM
An amazing write Kai...few can write as you do, congrats on a great write and win!
Neumann Avatar
October 26, 2018 at 2:15 AM
That is a huge compliment. Thank you very much for that. Many happy wishes, Kai
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October 4, 2018 at 4:30 PM
You describe it well, depression is a very difficult condition and difficult to explain.. you wrote about it very well..
One Avatar
October 5, 2018 at 5:12 AM
Sorry you suffer from depression, I have never heard it called a good and honest friend before...
Neumann Avatar
October 5, 2018 at 12:56 AM
I know it very well. Can only write about it when I am well. And strangely or not, it is a very good and honest friend to me. Thanks Silent One. Kai
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