The wildest weather in the world
Is going on within my mind.
‘Brainstorming’ – that’s how should be called
This strange phenomenon; to grind
My own axe, and break down to dust
A hue, a breeze of doubting flow.
For thinking everlasting lust
Coerces all in me to go,
To fly, to wind, to wave, to storm,
To rain all over every book…
I wouldn’t dare to perform
The ritual that brought the nuke,
Like loaded dice, to blowing phase.
Just let it thunder, let it loose.
Rage on, oh, thundering zombie raise!
Take over every single noose,
Go on, keep common sense at bay!
The empty shells – downpouring thoughts –
All of them will be washed away,
Tying again brainstorming knots.
22.05.2018
Brainstorming
© Copyright: Анна Грудинина Ли, 2018
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