Everybody needs a *****
No thanks I can create on my own
My idiosyncratic thinking
Is bouncy as the suns atom
Looking for a reason to capitalise
On mind control apparatus
But read on please you
Can become my apprentice
Because this poetry can heal
Dimensions of the brain
A poetic analeptic that heals
When feeling down at heel
The bidirectional pulse wave
Of another person is not a desire
My encephalon is creative
Enough to excite you on the microwave
So adjust the frequency
Even try shortwave to find life
In space because this poet
Has no ***** dependency
My style is cramped with the BCI
Purloin’s my opportunity
To be unique in writing
Being a survivor & spry
The invasion of privacy is deplorable
Taking advantage of the poor you do
You have privacy so should I too
Reading people’s brain is irreconcilable
Don’t need two people to write a pen
I don’t want to be a ***** in the pig sty
And get ***** with other ranks of pigs
Every person’s brain is a personal den
BCI - Brain Computer Interface
Analeptic - adjective
(chiefly of a drug) tending to restore a person's health or strength; restorative.
Spry - adjective (spryer, spryest)
(especially of an old person) active; lively: he continued to look spry and active well into his eighties.
Purloin -verb [with object] formal or humorous
steal (something): he must have managed to purloin a copy of the key.
Pen - verb (pens, penning, penned) [with object]
write or compose: Olivia penned award-winning poetry.
Ever my loss
I wave goodbye
What I brought
Goes with the night
Who wants to use it?
Save it, still lose it.
Life decays as it did, and does.
Brighter these blue lines,
dimmer the dark of death
What it is I bring and brought
goes with the night, ever my loss.
I say goodbye,
I wave. My lips,
I pucker up.
— The End —