Brain Waves
By: Jurri Saddler Jr.
04 June 2014
It has been said that our brains consist of waves
Where our thoughts and emotions are paved
Their tune-something erratic
As stable as broken static
I guess that is why it is hard to grasp
As I lay among disbanded blue glass
About the violence within a fit
The aftermath of a mind blitzed???
As I root for checkered shards
Aware that my core should be charred
Yet I sweep with unregulated ease
My outburst within each severed piece
In this state, do waves keep pace
And flow in patterns easy to trace
The chaos is pointedly infrequent
Like a storm in paradise-delinquent
Remember the time I became a shout
From my eyes fell tides of doubt
Brother-sister, in your room
A strained chuckle, the tide became smooth
Or the time my foot melded with pedal
Eager to collide with four-wheeled metal
The aftermath of that collision
Offered craved-calm with precision
Some times I want the control of a pill
To make the waves in my head still
I’m afraid when the brain spikes into rage
That I will get lost within a wave
Forever floating……
