Thursday, October 1, 2009

I rifle through my brain

as I would a fruit bowl --

sifting through lobes of dull cantaloupe

and honeydew meanderings

for thought raspberries

to masticate and ponder.

Sure, I like my honeydew thoughts

and basic motor-functions

but what I really want is a rare,

specific tang

of electrical firings

and neuro-transmitter juices --

I am searching for a fresh moment

to pluck and savor.

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