Ear to Skull

It’s easier if I bend forward

So you can put your ear right up against my skull

Listen closely to my head – listen very closely

What does my brain sound like?

Can you hear every thought?

Do you think you know what goes on?

Can you feel that warmth of fever?

Or is it the glow radiating

Up and out from my heart?

Like the end of a cigarette lit

Is it too hot to the touch?

Does it burn you to know?

Feeling the pulse of true thoughts belowbrain

Are you listening to my head?

What does psyche sound like?

Does it echo beneath my skull?

Can you hear what’s in my head? – Listen very closely

Do the connections pop like firecrackers?

Can you sense the one that’s ours?

This is louder than burn

This is taller than hurt

Did our connection pop like a dynamo?

Did a hole in the exhaust pipe startle you?

Was there too much “real” inside my skull for you…

So, to prevent a second or third degree reality-burn

You dropped and let go

Though you held tight and listened

It seems you still




About LVital7019

Just your normal, everyday 9-5er. An uninspiring position in an inspirational non-profit moves me to constant goof-offery; aimless, on-the-job procrastination; a crankiness that borders on psychosis; and attempting to craft something meaningful with words. Just another so-called-job inspiring someone to feats of insanity with a hint of creativity... (Insert demonic laugh HERE.) View all posts by LVital7019

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