Synaptic Poems - Poems about Synaptic

... I. Of Circuits and Litanies Somewhere between the limbic lobe and the ache of late-night Eucharist, you touched me— not in flesh but in the soft mutiny of neurons. They do not teach us t......

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...A strange disease is rolling coast to coast and leaves its victims on their knees in fog. The weaker mind feels the affliction most; next, those with an affinity for grog. Some say a brain worm......

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... love … a crutch for you but you wear it like a Prada suit matching handbag, of course, to keep your toys in … (mostly men … alphabetically) six-inch Blahnik stilettos for crushing egos wit......

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...An evanescent bouquet of skewed briars, is how a tinsel laden tawdry essence wickedly unfolds , scuppered signpost to a fetid human compost, faint light pendant on soul crushed quantum migrant,......

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...A brand new day A brand new you Thinking of something I want to do I visit a place of ages Where voices speak to me New voices and voices so Old the breath they Ride on is architecture A......

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...What we hear is a haunting, of words not said, there’s only this deep listening, yet who or what attends? Something mundane is said, a sudden potency, a brief sonic feathering awakens inner ......

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...Anger hides Behind a gentle gesture Shouting How did you let this happen You are there I know it See it In flashes of sadness In your eyes In snarls of frustration On your face I know Y......

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...An evanescent bouquet of skewed briars, is how a tinsel laden tawdry essence wickedly unfolds, scuppered signpost to my fetid human compost, faint light pendant on soul crushed quantum migrant, w......

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...In the labyrinth of thought, where neurons weave, A cosmic dance, where perceptions deceive. Synaptic constellations in a quantum trance, Reality's illusion, a cerebral dance. Thoughts, elusive......

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...The traffic, always busy, Seemingly streams smoothly Slithering through unsupervised Synaptic stop signs, Thoughts colliding with ideas Arriving at synchronistic solutions Within the cranial ca......

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...I sit within the ruins Of a mind Struggling Lost in endlessly dark Synaptic alleys Reaching For an unseen face An unknown word A fading Me.......

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...An enchanting damsel 'Maya' * diamonds shine in her ephemeral eyes roses adorn dreamlike moments and peacock feathers float in space. opulence of this goddess soothes, Yet tremors in mind reve......

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...Introversion explores an isolated ego voice While extra-relational versions speak a more complex eco-political choice of historic context embedded in sensory feelings positively healthy memori......

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...Shall we be carried away like fish, or a bird scooped up from a pond of sky? Will winged creatures of mythical belief assemble at one synaptic point, just for each sudden death? Will we go ho......

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...Dark eyes awakening drifting between the haze illuminates one of Us. chromatic spirits cooling out vintage happiness memories; it's all weightless Vibes soul plated candy dancing dreams Red Li......

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