Feeding Myself
Nothing much I’ll be missing HERE.
nope.
No amount of trees and waterways
will Ever do it for me.
there’s more to me than this,
than these.
My brain needs feeding
and it won’t be fed on pine cones.
may all here be happy
there are lots of nice people
while I am off to new adventures
of some higher level of thinking
Let it all just be
as I will be gone
where brainpower is a tool
that I will need to get along.
beautifully as the sun hits the mountains,
yet a hollow space in me hungers
for something you can’t find at the drive-ins
or the Wal-Mart.
Im sure its up here somewhere but
two years here and I eat and yet I starve.
Gone underground to stay alive
to keep that part of me in existence somehow, somewhere.
A new place. I’m thinking already! I can actually think!
the sun will shine there too
but hotter
brighter
it energizes life there.
like a magnet, draws awareness to it
as it is drawing me as well
because damned if I’m going to be deemed “dumb”
as my father called my Mother.
My brain has its problems, but intelligence isn’t one of them.
I can’t WAIT to leave.
Take me! Take me!
Copyright © Melody Sokolow | Year Posted 2014
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