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Jun 2012
Eyes are lifeless, limpy sack
Shells are barren, print-less tracks
How uninteresting you are to me
You stand there, departed
Like the bark of a tree.

You’re lacking in that something good
No rough patches on your silken wood
You touch me, dull, and frozen stiff
It’s not my intention to be insensitive.


But you leave no lasting impression
With your expressionless expression
And I laugh and cajole
Try to set fire to your soul
And yet not even a hint of aggression.

I try my hand at CPR
It doesn’t get me very far
You’re silent and empty
It kills me, you don’t care
It shouldn’t have to be this hard.

911 help me I’m clueless
How can one be so useless?
I fear that this pain will surely remain
And make this sad song become tuneless.


I’m fighting in vain
Buckling under the strain
Denial now my enemy
You’re just a dead brain.

And I scrap, battle, blow
But unlike the tree,
You have no capacity to grow
I really am afraid
You’re a dead brain.

And it dawns on me
You have no place in my journey
And you don’t even see
You’re the dead brain on the gurney.
Crystal Kelly
Written by
Crystal Kelly  Cape Town, South Africa
(Cape Town, South Africa)   
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