Sometimes I Just Want To Stop My Brain
Sometimes I just want to stop my brain.
She laughs in my face.
She wiggles her dendrites.
She sticks out her tongue.
She gives me six more ideas for a drawing.
Sometimes I just want to stop my brain.
But she twirls around in the living room and does a flip.
She jumps off the couch and begins to ask me what ifs.
What if the refrigerator walked off angry?
What if the fly swatter turned on you instead of a fly?
What if the silverware drawer had a ghost living in it?
Sometimes I want to just stop my brain.
So I have to get really quiet and I have to lie down.
I have to close my eyes, and then I hear her laughing.
So I get up and do what she wants.
But I retain a really bad mood, because she does not leave me alone!
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