MIND

I am infinite

light with no weight

inhabiting not race but space

bordering on the existence that I can erase

memories and figures stacked for safe keeping

on my turf with only a snap! heeding

no plea from the body I inflate or deflate

by my presence or absence.

I am the mind

but many pay me no mind

rather choose to adorn me with synthetic

organic or overpriced designer hair laced as aesthetic

sewn by needles that works not as deftly as anaesthetic

fuelling my rage by its constant prickle

bruising my ego with a sickle

forgetting I can choose not to function

With no mention.

So pay heed to my thought

as I have no voice

harken to my plea

cos after this there is no room for appeal

you leave me in neglect

like a house only beautiful on the outside

but rotten as a dead rat on the inside

I'm fertile,

so nourish me only with knowledge and watch me bloom

brighter than a full moon.