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::Crash Course In Brain Surgery::

some neurons are easily led ~ feeding on one that's sick in the head 

  logic fails them the signal misread ~ out of control a cancer spreads 

  thought consumed a mind misled ~ begins eating itself alive instead 

  pointed words allusively said ~ can’t resurrect what was always dead


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David Kavanagh

allusionanti bullyingperspectivemonoku

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Jan Allison

May 1, 2023 at 8:55 AM

excellent ink David, thought provoking little lines - got my grey cells on overtime:-) hugs Jan xx

David Kavanagh

May 1, 2023 at 9:06 AM

Good to see you Jan, I suppose many ways to interpret this one, depending on one’s perspective, but sometimes we can only go on what we have, all the rest is mere speculation, which is useless and even more damaging in the long run, cheers David

Victor Buhagiar

April 30, 2023 at 2:33 AM

You could have written this poem as a bite size contest.

David Kavanagh

April 30, 2023 at 2:49 AM

Heya Victor, I honestly thought about it, but Line is not a big fan of long lines in her contests, so I left well alone, cheers David

Tom Cunningham

April 29, 2023 at 2:48 PM

When all hope is lost its sometimes best to call it a day. Hope your weekend is going well David. Tom

David Kavanagh

April 29, 2023 at 2:57 PM

I agree Tom, and normally that would be the way to go, but this one is also saying, try accept the situation for what it is, and get on with life! Thunderstorms today, ain’t they great! have a good one, cheers David

I Am Anaya

April 28, 2023 at 7:26 PM

Some take longer to process and forget to signal. Satellites face Earth show the sea levels rise; programmed to do so. Time lapses, searching ends when the narrow road runs into a river, just another dead-end. I like the abstract!

David Kavanagh

April 29, 2023 at 1:23 AM

Heya Anaya When a pathway goes dead, we’re into the unknown, 2 and 2 no longer makes 4, perhaps has grown into a million, before long we’re flailing around in the dark, believing what we cannot see, The brain surgeon knows when to stop excising, even if not completely satisfied all the dead tissue is out, done all he can, now time to move on, cheers David

Sand Blown

April 28, 2023 at 2:30 PM

...a very interest-sting idea....but no one sees all at once....attention changes....however, that is just a dimension count wrt time....a 'now' dissapears but not 'counter/observer' because time 'is' only a dimension and the observer is an eye behind a mind... if someone's ill they need a special set of eye-glasses (figuratively speaking).. .....stan (sorry for the run on and on : )

David Kavanagh

April 28, 2023 at 2:57 PM

Ha Stan you’re good at the abstract, and perhaps see the sting, that’s exactly my point, nobody sees all at once, but some believe they do, and miss the bigger picture, then keep searching for something that’s just not there, with non existent X-ray specs, cheers David

Lin Lane

April 28, 2023 at 2:12 PM

Fiddle dee dee, David. Some, it's allusively said, are out of control, consumed and misled. Makes me wonder what they've been fed ~ A baloney sandwich and herring of red?

David Kavanagh

April 28, 2023 at 2:47 PM

Makes one wonder indeed Lin, perhaps a high dose of Paranoia can be misleading and contagious when all reason breaks down, hey you got a nice allusive Monoku there too, suspicion abounds, good to hear from you, cheers David

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