Cerebral Cortex Poems | Examples

Insignificant Monster No More

Drained of opaque innocence
Perfected by your toxicity,
I was laid bare beneath the narcissistic sun,
Searing deep within dehydrated pupils,
Stripping my soul of all humanity,
until your sinister tongue was all I could hear.

Your empty promises clothed these bones;
running was no longer an option,
as hiding became nearly impossible within your shadows.

Voices, eating through my cerebral cortex,
tainted even the demons that resided within my mind.

Minuscule reminders of my life before became particles of dust,
floating through suffocating air,
choking the little oxygen you let me breathe,
until the poison became too much to take.

Falling to my knees, vomiting your vile lies,
my life flashed like motion pictures before my eyes.

A choice was given:
either purge—rip the cursed, stinging nettle from my veins,
or die under your cruelty.

I will not rot for an insignificant monster;
a cleansing is long overdue.

My Mother Was Catatonic

My mother was catatonic, symphonic chronic is what I smoke.
Livinin it bougie, choosin floosies no uzis and then I choke.
You can be me, insane cerebral cortex is
just what I feel.
Living pervy swerving Lexus and hexes to get the deal!
I'm the homosexual, heterosexual, suicidal bloke.
I was adopted by white family and to them I'm just a joke.
They are white supremacist hollow and they drink a racist coke.
And they bought themselves a black kid, broke me down and built a moat.
I'm the illest of the illest, you the illest with a pill.
Donate plasma with no athesma, drain so much I start to spill!
Got the game on lock with fakers who found out that words can kill.
Better bump this  on speakers like I invented free will!
Spendin money by the twenties gettin hundies by the bill..
And I'll never stand for the flag so you coonies can in chill!
If my words had a flavor I'm sure I'd be spicy dill.
Bringing back the old school freshness like my name is Uncle Phil!

The Lunatic Inside Me Iz a Hen Pecking Noose Hens I

The majority of mine lxiii years 
expended delving deep into imagination,
yours truly escaped, loosed, thwarted... 
reality courtesy bookland
roaming cerebral cortex terra firmae 
did not amp pulley satiate
seemingly depression found me 
(an uncompetitive, oversensitive, 
intuitive, contemplative bookworm) 
with scrunched pate,
a day short and a dollar late

one dime a dozen lad
hood scrimp and scrape, 
a familiar pattern typified fate
viz - hand to mouth bleak 
how zing existence aye equate
extant throughout three score 
plus three years date
journeys round el sol, 
this varsity schlepper, procrastinator, 
malingerer did create
current emotional state 
mottled with sea henna tint
financial, emotional and 

psychosocial characteristics stint
aye serum eyes while 
in utero the blueprint 
indelibly etched analogous 
brand York Peppermint 
also analogous to musician 
recording tracks upon primed glint
ting digitized compact disc 
clear polycarbonate plastic substrate,
a reflective metallic layer, 
and a clear protective coating 
of acrylic plastic
breakable as flint.

Brain Power

How do we navigate the narrow boundaries	 
	of the inquiring mind, 
	the narrow path leading 
		to knowledge, 
		understanding, 
		wisdom? 
So vast is *****sapiens capacity to store 
	throughout the brain, 
	the cerebral cortex 
		processes, 
		generates, 
		tabulates, 
Often spewing out like a computer gone berserk  
	from an unexpected surge, 
	in the middle of a project 
		unprepared, 
		unexpected, 
		frustrating. 
We learn to navigate; we learn to function 
	within our individual limitations, 
	manipulating cranial cells 
		accumulating, 
		experiencing, 
		ever slowly dying. 
From birth to death, constantly processing 
	from current information, hopefully, 
	to make the most informed 
                decisions, 
		choices.


Written March 20, 2021

The Porter's Terms

The Porter’s terms
Are highly irregular today
It’s Theo Chocolate nibs
Playing the stark domme fuhrer role
Submitting this docile subject
Into crazed tyranny
Only appreciated by the gullet
Impatiently waiting for its helping
Scores of thieves
Affixed in parallel thoughts
And steely fortitude
Look to match the ABV
Doled out like welfare noodles
With invigoration and words
Caught at each fourth interval
Symphonies breaking among
Someone’s cerebral cortex
As a Marley descendant triggers
Our descent into somewhere wonderful
And nowhere in particular.

(2/25/18)

Loyal Circuitry Plea

Mister Thought Police,
my twin electrodes agree
with your Mind Kontrol policy

It’s a laboratory disgrace,
that the free speech troublemakers
get to protest this way

Such a predestined malfunction fiber optic outrage

Ms. Chief of the Microchip Morality Division,
your prompt commands
are embedded deep
inside of my loyal neural circuitry

Every Hive authorized memory wipe decision
tightens the beta bands   ~   Obedient oscillation wavelengths
don’t come robo cheap
Propaganda protocols are docile necessary

Mr. Automaton Dispatch Operator,
my artificial pump mechanism
has an ultra-jolt affinity
for your Pavlov call-response methods

Mind Kontrol orders are retinal scan template embraced

Unplug the free-think I.T. instigators,
who want chaos burst aneurysm
Queen emission insanity
will force a droning, self-destruct buzz

It’s a lobotomy shame,
that the non-programmed Grey Matter radicals
get to freely act this way

Miss Thought Police,
discourage any disloyal circuitry
This is my Mind Kontrol plea:

Thoroughly erase any freewill trace of cerebral cortex tampering

Covfefe Nation

Coverage was so much easier in the past
Liberal press could spell it in a flash
Covfefe with donuts is not the same
When drinking beer all night
Should someone go covfefe on the grass
In a fever researchers find new diseases
Are allergies caused by Covfefe seizures
or sneezes from the media
Nothing but confusion comes streaming out
On television there are doubts about the future
About a word not ever seen or published
Now tattooed on every cell inside the brain
In the cerebral cortex or is it out of context
The republic and the public hold their breath
My cat and dog are named covfefe
Go fefe figure that one out without a stutter
Covfefe sayings from the leader of our nation
News coverage will never be the same
No matter what he utters late at night

God's Children

We're all God's children,
To do with being human,
Some souls of souls we've got,
If you believe it or not,
Creating in our cerebral cortex,
It's tough humans  made this vortex,
Why do we think we're King Rex,
Suppose it's because we're human,
We're all God's children......

Cyber-Space Cadet

How could I forget
My net-setting
Cyber-space cadet

She’s not really sure 
What planet she’s on
A cyberian tour

From Beetlejuice
Via Alpha Centauri 
She’s hanging loose

Lee onto reality 
Milking motion out of
Inter-galactic gravity

The Space Cadet vortex
Sucks me in to
Her cerebral cortex

Spins me outside
My comfort zone
Nowhere to hide

My face book page
Hacked in an attack
Of jealous rage

By an ex-cadet
Now lieutenant
I’ll never forget

Any of my 
Net-setting
Cyber-Space Cadets!

Land of Joy

I star into space , beyond this place . I gleams into world's unseen . I fade from this present to another . Pain is nullified . Joy is everywhere , love is near , dear to hearts . Strife is nonexistent  , not even fathom  in the cerebral cortex of the host that live in this land . Peace is all that is know , knowledge , wisdom freely given as air is to breathe for all to share . At its center all this lands zeal , love , wisdom comes from one source . From the beginning it was a wind a voice that spoke existence into being .

In Our Every Actions

We give no further adieu to 
fractions.
Yes, they are in our everyday 
actions.
These are common points 
leading to cognitive 
satisfaction.
Fractions are parts of a whole. 
Knowledge of fractions should 
soothe your soul.
Behold in our every day actions 
are fractions. They are 
represented on a line 
sometimes.
Fractions are not to fear. 
They’ve been here ever since 
there has been an earth.
Fractions are fuel for your 
brain. Yes, they have much 
worth. 
The numerator or the top 
numeral represents the part.
The denominator or the bottom 
numeral represents the whole.
There is a line between them 
that gives them character.
No fraction should be 
demeaning to you: learning of 
them should bring you joy and 
laughter,
Knowledge of fractions we 
desire for it to be plastered on 
your cerebral cortex.
We have faith that in fractional 
cognition you’ll do your best 
and gain more than honorable 
mention.
Fractions are in our everyday 
actions. 
There are points on a number 
line that lead to your cognitive 
satisfaction.

copyright 2014 Nicole S. Brown 
All Rights Reserved

No Hope For You

Whatever is in your cranium can be swept away with a broom.
For a larger cerebral cortex, there is apparently no room.
Since you came into the world, you have been like a mushroom.
That is why since your birth, you have been a boomboom.

Watching Synapses

Flashes of light, inklings of the mind
Faces…diverse shapes
Moving through the cerebral cortex.
Entertaining…frightening, too.
Combining with great speed to form
Images…at times almost recognizable,
But too quickly passing to the next view.
Like an emotionless nightmare
Observed by an outsider…questioning.
Trying to make sense of the un-unified parts.
Then, the visions begin.
Like moving light rays 
Displayed in the depths of the mind.
… Thinking!

Copyright January 5, 2014
Written for me in my doodling book!
Big Smiles.

Surely

Surely, surely,surely
No I guess I won't be getting
Any children named after me
To grow up,I'm glad I waited.
Surely....
Divorce is hard, but I have comfort
Divorce is hard but I have comfort

Surely you just, you can't be serious.
Seriously, your cerebral cortex must be deficient
Curious with the dearth of quality
Male prospects good luck finding a man this decent.
I admit luck with women non existent.
I made my peace for my mistakes
For those I repent
Im happy to seek a soul mate who 
will understand me and no what I meant.
One whom fuels me up and refuels me after all my energy is spent.
In one regard I'm at a loss,
A drift in a solitude like no other
Licking my wounds, taking inventory- one lost lover.
Painstakingly in rebuilding mode
Is this a manifestation of bad karma, reeping what I sowed.
Today I breathe a sigh of relief
I become relieved that I can escape with my life, nothing owed.
No children were harmed in the departure.
It just wasn't my time yet to be a father.
Repeat.... I guess you won't be naming no children after me....

Need To Feed

Popcorn and assorted snacks in hand 
  
My vision obscured with the theatres darkness 
  
The streets permeated with shrieks of horror 
  
Artificial blood oozes earthward from the victims 
  
Flesh being feasted upon 
  
Brains gnashed into pudding 
  
Goosebumps slither up my body 
  
Lights illuminate the deadline of the movie 
  
- 
  
Bewilderment dominates humanity 
  
Our perception dazed in abhorrence 
  
The pavement eclipsed with hustling bodies 
  
Genuine vital fluids cascade from carcasses 
  
Sinews chomped on 
  
Squishy matter engorged in mouths 
  
Horripilation wriggles in me 
  
Hope abandons existence 
  
- 
  
Despair fluctuates through me 
  
My sight conceives facts 
  
Asphalt collides with my face 
  
Hemoglobin departs out of my possession 
  
Body tissue separated from my leg 
  
My cerebral cortex out of reach 
  
Agony scorches inside 
  
Endurance beckons me to flee 
  
- 
  
Delirium sears through 
  
My eyes dim and hazy 
  
An alley my last mortal destination 
  
My internal juices idle 
  
Epidermis mutilated 
  
My mind discontinues 
  
Death replaced with the need…. 
  
The need to feed

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