Ode to My Brain
A poem of thanks
First poem as part of the #writeyourheartout writing challenge; participants agree to/challenge themselves to write a poem each day for 20 days.
Racing. Swirling.
You keep me always on the go; ever twirling.
You never stop; you can’t fathom how to “rest.”
Sometimes I just want to turn you off; I know I can’t; ’tis all in jest.
Positive, negative; intent has no bounds.
When I need to recall something precisely, the words can never be found.
You sputter and stutter and surely should be fired.
Too many mistakes on record, to ever be rehired.
I can numb you, ignore you, and what you scream at me you need.
But you never go away or give up; a true friend, indeed.
I’ve degraded you, and belittled you, and called you more names than I can count.
But you’re the only one I can rely on, at the end of the day — there’s no way out.
I’m tired of fighting. I want us to live in peace.
So rather than resisting, let me instead renew your lease.
You take care of me, even when I don’t want or seek your aid.
