Genius

Genius

A Poem by Emily

The genius is always searching

with a confused mind

obssessed with  

figure it outs

and ins

He has no ability 

left to assume

only to see, hear, feel, touch

touching is different than feeling

feeling is different than emotion

emotion is smelling

The physical is (a) present

now

The passed is the future

not the future the past

or this would be failure

To thrive  - apathy

Death! The death of men

Is ignorance is ignoring

in men who have never

had the  fever

of a madman 

© 2012 Emily


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Emily
Emily

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My first poem popped into my head at age 7. I write a lot. I read a lot. I enjoy books, music, coffee, sociology, biology, psychology, neurology, and talking to interesting people. Honesty is th.. more..

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