Mechanical pulse grates like granite boulders;
blocks, rocks; frozen rigid shoulders
spines and neural passages passing
the time inert, passively;
parsing repeating memories
removing particles in miles -out extremities
extruding free radicals, finally freed,
exuding radical ideas and emboldened mind seeds.
Thud thud thud goes the blood stream.
A headache crown on top of a spinal dream.
by Paul Sinclair