No, don’t you try
to unravel
the inhabitant of my skull.
Don’t you try
to untangle
this mess,
this tumult,
this brouhaha I call myself.
Because
I shall always be
intertwined,
lest
live
like hanging threads.
No, don’t you try
to unravel
the inhabitant of my skull.
Don’t you try
to untangle
this mess,
this tumult,
this brouhaha I call myself.
Because
I shall always be
intertwined,
lest
live
like hanging threads.
Sui Generis 
The words meet the art so well 🙂
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Thank you!
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Amazing art and a wonderful poem.
Intertwined thread. Such a sublime metaphor. Wow!
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Thank you so very much!
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Ok read it – need several rereads. But first reading what I get out of your poetic expression is – do not detangle or untangle your twisted mind too much because that is your source of creativity. Polar opposites need to mix and match.
The sugar/spice/skin element missing but you fully cover that to great pleasurable extent in other poems and philo-recipes of yours 🙂
I AM IMPRESSED
P.S.: Wonderful drawing too. I wish I could draw I just doodle senseless.
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