My brain is a menace
It makes me go to bed late
It whispers harsh things to my ear
It makes me dream of tears and heartbreaks
My brain is the mum friend
It tries to knit me sweaters
It tries to feed me cake
It tries to love me properly
My brain is my teacher
It helps me to learn new words
It teaches me to not believe what everyone else is saying
It tries to be patient with me
But I’m a slow learner, still it persists
For it is the greatest friend I have
The brain that I appreciate ❤
I like to make poems about brains during nights when it makes me stay awake
I feel that it’s some sort of tribute
To try to make my brain seem more alive
But, who am I kidding really?
Suebrain is more alive than I could ever be
I’m just a disembodied ocean of feelings
I am an eternal dream
Dream of me not, the brain of no sleep
Or dream of me like a summer rain
Where all things are good and golden yet slightly foolish
But, that suits well for a menace who wouldn’t ever shut up
No intrusive thoughts, please
Your host is trying to survive tonight
By now, I am actually just rambling and vomiting my thoughts
So you can stop reading, please
This next part is for me and my brain to steep alone in privacy
So, if you are still reading, please stop eavesdropping…
I love you, my brain
For you are big and slimy
I hate you, my brain
For you are too logical, picking every feeling apart and causing me anxiety
I loathe you, my brain
Because I cannot move away
I’m stuck with you
I must not sleep
I love you more than anything though
Because you allowed me to experience love
I love many things, brain
I love my mother
I love my friends
I love flowers
They make me feel seen
I love just being, just the act of existing
I love the feel of wind brushing against my body
But, most of all, I love you
For without you, I wouldn’t be able to experience these things
Sleep is overrated
Let’s live in ecstasy!
I wonder if you ever made friends with other people’s brains
Or talk to them telepathically without me knowing
I wonder if you spill your thoughts to them like I do with you
After all, brains are quite shy
They are basically homebodies
Don’t let this shell contain you though
You can fly out anytime
I understand if you ever wish to grow wi-
*
Exposition: Hey. I told you to STOP READING.
The Inky Blue 