neurons and unconscious notions find the way
an abandoned thought almost begins as a sound
waves are climbing through your cochlea
slithering, bending through a diagram of synapses
it could be your brain, fibers inside the casing of a skull
hiding between folds, but that story cannot be your own
the mind cannot know where you’ve been, or if it was you
and you will never know, since there is no viable proof
© august 2011 heather brager
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