I’ve retrofitted my brain
‘got my Feng Shui on…
–plugged pot holes in my neural pathways
a bush & two birds
seismic-proofed my cortical bridge
a still rock’s moss
switched out the frontal lobe with the temporal
tree on which limb I reside
and widened all axons…
without permit
–why, what I’ve done with the den-
drites alone should make Better Poems & Gardens!
it wasn’t brain surgery
the removal of head from ass helped proprietary value, and
southern star
my hippo campus is so empty there’s room enough for dorms—
maybe there is—I forget
–plus hippo!
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