What a former college instructor really thinks…

Neurons Asunder

In this fourth installment of Victimizing Other Bloggers I will be taking on Words Asunder, who happens to be a poet.  If this is your first time visiting my blog, you should know that all victims volunteered for the honor.  You can be slaughtered too if you like (and if I choose you).
the parts of your mind
with formaldehyde
that other blogs
make a feint at.
neurons asunder
brains are red
and pink
and squishy
like a hog before its demise.
so what is
the neurons
torn asunder from the blood vessels.
the ones that gave
in their relative ephemeralness
they dance
like a dead
they lack
nuclei and
neurons asunder
and what
should I do with
perhaps I shall
and hit
over and over again
and call it
a poem.
in the infinitesimal wisdom
of the
I shall eat
and excavate
my dead wife’s
for my blue
I think it’s the way I touched
her brain
that made it
blue and green.
she was rather
highly strung and fretful
like a guitar
one day I’m sure she’ll
my caress
and fire a synapse for me

If you’d like to see what I stole from, check this out.  A few words came from other places, but that’s the big one.

2 responses

  1. Hahaha…you’re a poet and you didn’t know it 🙂

    Brilliant job you’ve done there..you’re right about the return key thing..except with wordpress you gotta hit return+shift otherwise it double spaces so it’s twice the effort.
    Love it though 🙂

    Never have I been ridiculed and victimised so profoundly yet felt so appreciative for it 🙂

    July 17, 2011 at 2:48 am

  2. Thanks.

    And that return+shift thing is really obnoxious. They ought to change that.

    July 17, 2011 at 12:08 pm

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