An Old Poem – Overthinking

OVERTHINKING

I SOMETIMES OVERTHINK THINGS

MY BRAIN GETS LOST IN A VIRTUAL PLANE OF CIRCUMSPECTION

WEILDING A JACKHAMMER OF CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM 

MAINTAINING A STEADY STREAM OF WITTICISM TO COVER MY FLAWS

APOLOGISING FOR ALL THE PROBLEMS I MAY OR MAY NOT CAUSE

PAUSINGTO ANALYZE EVERY POSSIBLE VARIABLE IN ADVANCE

BASKING IN THE GLOW OF PAST BURSTS OF BRILLIANCE 

WHILE WALLOWING IN DARK VISIONS OF DEFEAT

REPEATING EVERY ABUSE I SUFFERED IN MY YOUTH

LOOKING FOR TRUTH AND BELIEF IN SOMETHING GREATER

IMPATIENT FOR NOW TO BE THE BETTER LATER

MY MIND PAINTS PRETTY PICTURES ON THE INSIDE OF MY EYES 

TO HIDE WHAT IT DOSEN’T WANT ME TO SEE

MAKING INTERNAL IMAGES LARGER THAN LIFE

DISSECTING THE WORLD WITH A SHARP JUDGING KNIFE

CREATING IMMUTABLE INDISPUTABLE DIVISIONS

PAVING THE ROAD TO THE FUTURE IN PRECONCEPTIONS

DRAWING STRAIGHT LINES OVER ORGANIC CIRCUMSTANCE AND 

CONSIDERING IT AN ACT OF CORRECTION

MY BRAIN KEEPS LABELLING CATEGORIZING JUSTIFYING

MAKING PROBLEMS THEN “FIXING” THEM

CHATTERING ENDLESSLY 

TO PROVE ITSELF PRODUCTIVE

ALWAYS INSTRUCTIVE OBSESSED

WITH THE IMMEDIACY OF POTENTIAL PLEASURE

CONSTANTLY MEASURING ITS SIZE 

TO THE SIZE OF OTHER MINDS

BLIND 

FRUSTRATED WITH MY BODYS’ INHERENT FAILINGS

RAILING AGAINST CRUEL FATE BERATING IT SOUNDLY

PROFOUNDLY ALONE IN ITS 

PRISON OF BONE

UNABLE TO 

CONNECT DIRECT

YET

 

IT STILL BELIEVES ITSELF TO BE 

THE ONLY BRIDGE BETWEEN 

ME AND HUMANITY

ROOT OF MY SANITY ORACLE 

SOLE METHOD OF AWARENESS COMMUNICATION 

HUMAN INTERPERETATION AND LIFE NAVIGATION

OVERBURDENED WITH RESPONSIBILITY

DREAMING OF TRANQUILITY

IT DOSEN’T EVEN WANT THE JOB

PERFERRING TO BE A BIT OF A SLOB

MORE BUILT TO DREAM THAN BE BURIED IN CHORE

IT DOSEN’T WANT TO RUN THE WHOLE STORE

I GOTTA CALM MY THINKATRON 

AND NOT WASTE ENERGY BY CONSTANTLY LEAVING IT ON

KEEP MY BRAIN IN REPOSE ‘TILL IT KNOWS IT’S REALLY NEEDED

RELAX MAKE SURE MY MUSCLES AND EMOTIONS ARE FULLY HEEDED

REMEMBER MY PERCEPTIONS ARE MOVIES 

INSIDE AN EMOTIONAL MASS OF MEAT

SHUCK THE HUSK OF MY MIND RIND 

AND FIND THE INSIDE SWEET

TAKE A LOAD OFF MY MIND 

AND IN THE SILENCE REJOICE

MEDITATE 

AND LISTEN TO MY BODY’S 

BEAUTIFUL VOICE