Hey, You Suck OR My Brain is Breaking, My Brain is Broking

19 December 2014 burgoynealexburgoyneBrain, dread, fighting, give up, suckingLeave a comment

I’m constantly in
a state of dread, coupled with
determination.

Like I’m fighting the
urge to completely give up,
constantly shouting,

“Hey! You suck, but not as much
as you think. Just a little…”

Here’s The Thing

25 September 201425 September 2014 burgoynealexburgoyneawareness, Brain, dread, releaseLeave a comment

Trying to release
dread into awareness of
real life and my place.

San Diego Hearth and Firmly Severs Is

16 May 201317 May 2013 burgoynealexburgoyneautomobiles, Brain, patience, planes, sno-cone, trainsLeave a comment

Upon the arrival of a slightly abrupt
reflection, I’m lost.

It’s the little things
as I’m learning the secrets of patience and peace.

And then an airplane
or a train,
motorcycle
THRUST back to blue sludge.

My brain is a blue sno-cone.
With very little blue sno.

Brain Fruit

10 May 2013 burgoynealexburgoyneBrain, fruit, thinkingLeave a comment

It’s blue, often bruised
rummaging brings harvest
thought sometimes rotten.

Simile and Metaphor as Non-Rhyming Couplets

10 March 20139 April 2013 burgoynealexburgoyneBrain, couplet, cows, nascar, veganLeave a comment

“Hate” is shitty art.
Shitty art is mouth breathing.

Sports are like pie.
Pie is cake’s sophisticated sibling.

Distant love is salad cravings.
Salad cravings is water cravings following whiskey.

Metal grates are nailed chalkboards.
My brain’s a soft-boiled egg.

“Conservative Christianity” is Nascar.
Nascar is sneeze guards.

Cow milk is food for cows. This isn’t a metaphor.
Cow milk’s not for people. Cow’s are who it’s for.

I Can Only Blame Empty Afternoons

18 January 201318 January 2013 burgoynealexburgoyneBlues, Brain, struggle, tensionrelease2 Comments

Blues, depth and meter
Struggle in tension, release
Matter over mind

We Are Blank Stares and Walls Full of Past and Present

5 November 20125 November 2012 burgoynealexburgoyneBrain, Dan DiPiero, time, writingLeave a comment

Expression of mind,
flows through pen over paper.
Thought is laid with ink.

I/We are/am at home with
lined paper; blank it beckons.
Precise, honest, raw.

A first draft or a
letter or postcard; a note.
We are what we share.

And the thoughts of those
who came before us, change us.
And we change the air.

Writing Haiku AND Understanding the Sonic Bonus Level That is My Brain

20 August 201220 August 2012 burgoynealexburgoyneBrain, haiku, hashtags, Sonic the HedgehogLeave a comment

To write haiku is
for me to delve to the deep
darkness in my brain,

and find the truest
and most reliable thought
and shove it into

some sort of semblance
of seventeen characters
that represent one.

#emotionsareannoying
#brainsarebotheasyandhard

A Good Day Brings Bad Tidings In Brain-spaces OR CyclicalIsCyclicalIsCyclical

7 August 20127 August 2012 burgoynealexburgoyneBrain, broken, victory, wordplayLeave a comment

Delusion, broken
legs and lives and broken heads.
Not today? Victory.

Guest Submission #12 – “Internal Arguments Are the Best”

29 July 201230 July 2012 burgoynealexburgoyneAaron Butler, Brain, Guest SubmissionsLeave a comment

by Aaron Butler

Please, don’t be cliché.
Emotion trumps logic. Shit.
I’m smarter than this.

I Am In the Agitator, I Am the Agitator OR Someone Hang Me Up

17 July 201230 July 2012 burgoynealexburgoyneBrainLeave a comment

No room in my head
for wish-washiness, because
I’m already full

I Think I Could Do Nothing Forever OR I Have To DO Something

9 July 201230 July 2012 burgoynealexburgoyneBrain, lifeLeave a comment

There are things to say
places:call, air-conditioned
Sit and waste my day(life)

I’m afraid I don’t know yet
what my my soul would like from me

Daytime Neurosis OR Can’t I Get a Haircut Without a Chat? Also, I Did Not Get a Haircut

3 June 201230 July 2012 burgoynealexburgoyneBrainLeave a comment

Sunny brainy waves
and I wish I wasn’t put
out: other people

I just don’t want to talk to
you, or you to me. No thanks.

Hopefully This Isn’t Rectal in Origin

17 May 201215 September 2012 burgoynealexburgoyneBrain, rectal, successLeave a comment

The road to success;
for me: a day off, two, three…
Time to rest my brain.

RE: Unwillingly, Unwittingly

1 May 201224 March 2013 burgoynealexburgoyneBrain, life, wordplayLeave a comment

Sometimes I feel like
I create a molasses
pit for me to walk

GUEST SUBMISSION #8 – “The Way I See It”

22 April 201216 September 2013 burgoynealexburgoyneBrain, Guest Submissions, life, Mike Witter2 Comments

by Mike “Nobody Nonperson” Witter

looked out the window,
saw the possibilities
drifting through the air.

so i went outside,
experienced nouns, via verbs.
no punctuation

i always see it
the way i think i should have…
in spite of the truth.

(sometimes, not always:
i over-think when i o-
ver-drink over time)

“the truth hurts” they say…
but only if you don’t live
honestly and true.

Hotel Rooms

24 February 201230 July 2012 burgoynealexburgoyneBrain, hotels, loveLeave a comment

Distance: a pressing
matter; does funny things to
the brain, heart. Mind-fu(n)[c]k.

Trees and billowing
blows my thought like dust or snow.
Recent history

bringing its mostly
~~crazy~~ deliberate change to my
attention. And

the thinking I do
is cold and warm, warning me
not to allow the

irrational words
of my fear or yours bother
the lovely stasis.

C0/\/\P|_1C@+3D and Simple

2 February 20125 September 2012 burgoynealexburgoyneBrain, life1 Comment

I have trouble with
simple, though mostly in thought
I: complicated.

But I strive for less
to achieve more with short strokes
I: simplicity.

Determining Reality Probability is Choosing Produce WIthout Squeezing

26 January 201216 July 2013 burgoynealexburgoyneBrain, change, produce, realityLeave a comment

I like to think that
I am firmly planted in
reality. Brain

though, would have you think
otherwise. We are the change
and planted station.

Brainytales, Eat My Lives Away

23 December 201130 July 2012 burgoynealexburgoyneBrainLeave a comment

Once upon a time
there was a… whoops. I ate it.
I am Chomper, sly.

Re-write, Re: right.

1 December 201130 July 2012 burgoynealexburgoyneBrain, haikuLeave a comment

I don’t write haiku.
Haiku write me (and right me).
Click me into place.

Time With Myself and His Friends

25 November 201130 July 2012 burgoynealexburgoyneBrain, Couch FortsLeave a comment

Morning time without
movement in the day, cries for
more stimulation.

My brain and I are
getting reacquainted now.
I like him, you know?

However, there are
paths on occasion: dim, crazed.
“Remove brain to think”

Public Decency and the Washing of My Own Brain

16 October 201130 July 2012 burgoynealexburgoyneBrainLeave a comment

Walking on the moon
Sting and broken parts clean up
brain’s mess through song, four.

Books Stacking In My Braincase

11 October 201130 July 2012 burgoynealexburgoyneBrain, learning, readingLeave a comment

I’ve forgotten how
to read with no purpose. I
live to ingest goods.

My Mind Minds Me, Mostly

8 October 201130 July 2012 burgoynealexburgoyneBrain, nature, wordplayLeave a comment

Mother calls on me
Dark forest and bright night skies
And water falling

I hear it calling
When I’m sick of hearing with
my brain and my thinks

I think harmonically but
not completely. because my
mind minds me mostly

Sick of Being Sorry

13 September 201130 July 2012 burgoynealexburgoyneBrain, regret, the furyLeave a comment

My body has been
conditioned to regret things
far too long a time.

Conclusion: I must
either learn to forget or
change my behavior

Fun isn’t involved
when making decisions on
one’s past of regret

Right Now OR Nope, Never

20 August 201130 July 2012 burgoynealexburgoyneBrain, lifeLeave a comment

I don’t remember
a moment in my life when
I felt calm. Except…

Toppling Backward Or Forward Into Emotional Abyss

19 August 201130 July 2012 burgoynealexburgoyneabyss, Brain, heartLeave a comment

In a moment when
my brain and my heart collide
Breathe breaths, good or bad

Removal of Preconception to Inhibit Misconception

21 June 201130 July 2012 burgoynealexburgoyneBrain, wordplay2 Comments

Woke up with water
on my brain. Now I’m swimming
Se(e/a) misconception

Call a Spade a Spade or Blame Your Youth; My Brain is Full of Undefinable Metaphor For Which There is No Purpose

25 April 20111 August 2012 burgoynealexburgoyneBrain, mountains and molehillsLeave a comment

Mountains of molehills,
are still mountains. Broken glass,
always cuts your feet.

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