Philosophy, poetry

there is a god in my head

there is a god in my head
cold notions scrape against
the cement of the mind

he sways from slumber
with a dark fist

there is a god in my head
voices crawl through cables
neurons heavy with history
synapses
writhe in molten thought

i am the god in my head
emotions scatter in anger
i frighten the fragments
the chaos i sculpt with blind intent
the picture of a weak man
[i refuse to watch]

i brighten timid corners of
my narrow house with the
scalp of a light bulb burning
and the vacant murmur
of callous cutlery

dividing my guilt

 

 

PhilosopherPoet

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2 thoughts on “there is a god in my head

  1. In each man and woman there exists a strange god in the head. A god separated from religion, myth and insanity. It is both light and dark. For each one of us are both these things. Great blog…but of course I’d enjoy it 😀

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