Drivers

Drivers

A Poem by Jacky Boy

Half-baked goods upon the sill.

Unfished business wafts sweet scents.

Thoughts buzz, Bacchus allured

Delight deterred in static rain.

Left-justified racetrack bends,

Head scrapes to finish once,

 

Then once again. Battered wasp

On window glass.

Edges without exit.

We undefined bright lines streak,

Dendritic network streets meet.

Woven images repeat, like

Pictures without a frame.

 

Artificial cerebellum autopilot

Cements subjective permanence.

Companioned by a slow external brain.

You cry when it dies. Imply emotion,

Smile so Social Friends cheer

From an empty stand. A networked hive.

Mind races under aimless influence.

 

Buzz pies in microwaves.

Aluminum conduction sparks

Over-throttled, ATP

To a neural engine superhighway.

Yellow-jacketed thoughts fly by.

 

You need a brake, to slow.

Swarming scattered thoughts toll,

Twist idle, trills. Myelin filling

Drips, spill off track.

Shattered glass connects, like

Dizzy fractured eyes

Reflects selfish empathy.

 

Picture perfect, photo capture,

Systolic steam bated on final breath.

Out of patience for elation.

Half-finished ideas feel bereft.

© 2022 Jacky Boy


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Added on January 21, 2022
Last Updated on January 21, 2022
Tags: abstract, contemporary, free-verse

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Jacky Boy
Jacky Boy

Nanaimo, BC, Canada



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Student of the arts, working towards a degree in Creative Writing, minor in English. My current focus is on recorded voice. Aside from writing I'm also a visual artist working with Blender and Photosh.. more..

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