in my dream, my brain
talks about brains
being more or less the same,
resembling kidney beans,
sprouting web-like dendrites,
wired for synaptic connection,
passing signals cell to cell
through axons,
rosette-tipped, purring
like walnut-shaped machines
wrapped in soft folding,
packed like cauliflower.
don’t forget: human brains surpass
the brains of all other creatures.
i tell my brain to shut up.
obviously the stupid bastards
know shit about biology,
seeing difference like smoke
in Oz, shadows on the cave wall. if
their brains had fuses
i would light them, delight
in the eruptions, watch the wind
scatter the neural remains,
and only then dare
to hope the far-flung ash
might fall back and reform
into brains more worthy
of kinship.
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