Sometimes

Sometimes, my brain feels like it is exploding.
I remind myself that my brain has been damaged
and that the nice guy at Sunnyview told me
that my multitasking has shit the bed and it
ain't gonna come back.

Sometimes, my brain feels like it is exploding.
I tell myself that I am doing the best I can
with what I got most of the time. A nap might
help, or going out for a walk with the dog.
I feel so old, like an old lady and I wonder if
that part of things can be healed. I watch
the birds from my window and I envy them
for their freedom and ways of being.

Sometimes, my brain feels like it is exploding.
I remember that risk-taking is risky. And so
I put away the bittersweet memories of
what used to be. I can choose instead
to concentrate on the right now, on the cat
that just now jumped up on the desk to remind me
that I know who I am. Although I did care once,
I am no longer interested in your opinions.

Sometimes, my brain feels like it is exploding.
And I wonder at the heat of the fireworks
heading for the sky and then dissolving
before returning to touch the earth.

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