Nerve Cells
As my brain dutifully remains in my head – or, at least, I think it does – all day, every day, I think it’s only fair that I dedicate a writing piece to it. After all, it does have to work all day. Weirdly enough, I seem to be doing even more work now that it’s the summer holidays, but my brain manages to keep up somehow, even if it does generate regular headaches. So, aside from treating it with coffee and random bursts of inspiration, I’ve decided to give it the gift of words… that it has to come up with itself. I don’t think I’ve thought this through. Oh well!
Nerve CellsHold onto your sanity, you little,
devilish, delightful things, you perfect
mistakes of nature; how can you ignite yourselves
yet remain in a body ruled over by water?
Such mysteries are what you keep to yourselves,
as you huddle together within my skull.
Tangle with each other, you minute snakes,
and prance about until you craft ideas beyond imagination.
Do not lament your struggles, endless as they may be,
when you may instead appreciate the beauteous results
of your perpetual work. Your burdens are not concrete,
my friends, they are ink – let them flow.
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