Neurons Or Whatever Poem by Scott J. Shepard

The shit you can cram into your brain
is endless. It's like information is a
hypnotist and you're the victim at wait.

Born from the plastic mold ready
to be shaped into whatever gunk
he comes up with.

Neuroplastic mind, weird and wired shit.

Step back from the crime scene and
observe truth with larger scale emotion.

Real life examples of what it means
to feel purpose; presence from
what you've cultured

What it means to learn
Memory intact
Recovery developed
The ability for growth, , , ,