The Cognitive Waterfall

A Girl Who No Longer Exists
These ideas slosh around my body all the time,
cascading in cryptic song and rhyme.

My mind's currents run stronger than any river,
with poems that flow from my eyes to liver.

No dam can ever contain all my brain's gushing thoughts,
featuring everything from crumpled paper to black ink blots.

Never denying I'm a writer who never writes,
only dreams and dreams all my days and nights.

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