Dumb Head

Ah what a dumb head

Tracks of my fingers on forehead

It happens.

It’s no big thing

Thank heavens

Safely see the speeding car

That’s a big thing

Forget to check the date

Not a big thing

 

Ah what a dumb head

Curled fist on temples

It travails

It’s doesn’t matter

Thank gawd

See the stalled car in the middle lane

That’s a major event

Think you told them the right time

But didn’t

Not so big.

Annoying

But not so big

 

Ah, what a dumb head

Beat yourself up

Each time you faux pas

Each time your emotions

Say what you don’t intend

Each time the churn in your gut

Tells you shut the f up

You pull some more hairs

And no one even notices

But you

You dumb head.

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Spinoza's picture

think deeply

The stalled car in the middle lane, is often ourselves. But we don't have to remain there. We need only start the engine again, and get moving on our chosen path. No need to beat yourself up over a stalled engine. But more importantly, you must know your chosen path. Otherwise an engine is useless.