MIDNIGHT POETRY – “WHO WONDERS”

Who wonders

What does it take
For unbreakable to break
The immaculate is a mess
When mind becomes a stress

The creative flow stops
At the onset of a break
Knowing it all too well
Perfection is a fake

Energy like a current
Flowing freely boundless
Catch it if you dare
Laser sharp focus

Encapsulated in eggshells
Cuckoo in the clock
Loose screws and buttons
Fixer upper project

Resonant colors
Vivid imagery
Smell of burning flesh
Barbie in a queue

Molecular closeness
Fierce rush of blood
Electric impulses
Into the head

Release of hormone
Pleasure or pain
Once I wondered

About a healthy brain