Solve My Brain Poem by Sheldon Carruthers

Solve My Brain



no more manners than a microbe

dystopian future

feeling go unresolved

judge me not for i am the same as you

I cannot hear above the disquiet of my soul

I have problems to which there are no answers

solutions for things that do not exist

Wednesday, November 1, 2017
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