Brainwave

Wondering if I had a massive brainwave

Would the result be unfortunately grave

Or would my cranial content simply erase

Leaving a skull with even more blank space

 

Where grey matter don’t pitter-patter no more

Just a vacuum with lots of nothing galore

Neath hair that no longer still grows

On top of the place where I hang my nose

 

Or could out the old stuff, for something brand new

And let bright butterflies aimlessly flutter all through

With new dreams dancing across meadows afar

Framed by lollipops formed into bright stars

 

Away from the hustle and bustle of crowds

To where yummy tapioca pudding clouds

Softly blow across a coconut cream sky

Have me thinking, I’ll give brainwaves a try