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My Ninth Brain

       Well I’ve procrastinated and
I’ve wept many of tears
I’ve dealt with it now literally
Almost for a good 15 years

It’s really just common sense
But it’s a manipulation of words
The phrases and ways of questioning
The creators are turds

Most of the stuff isn’t for me
There’s not a lot pertaining
I think it’s just how they avoid boredom
For them it’s entertaining

I’m getting certified for things I
Know Nothing about or need
I never retain the information
And the videos make my ears bleed

My employer is like a Master
Making me jump through hoops
It’s your typical micro management
It’s how they manage the troops

It’s like pulling teeth no lie
An agonizing throbbing pain
I dread getting on my laptop
To engage in My Ninth Brain

Written By:Charles Kean
05/28/2025
Stitches in my mouth
Blood and chocolate
My teeth on a string
Spitting blood

Everything I bite turns to red velvet
Paying in blood
For old ways to make it through the night
Infected wounds
Digging in the dirt
To take out the trash

Stitched back up
Like my stuffed support animal
Having to behave
No drinking

Just suffering, cleaning
Sitting in the noise
Always something happening
Distracting

Dealing with everything
Hanging by a thread
It’s not holding
Falling

It’s not working well
Holding on
Without drinking
And only eating
Red velvet
20-05-25
Rotting food and rotting children
The rot of the heart
And decomposition of spirit
The oxidation of conscience
Microbes consume us
If there are rotting children
In the world
It is because spirit is starving
For a solution
That is beyond itself
O’ golden retriever,
Every time life brings me a mission
You’re my everything

Nothing in life, is ever certain,
Only I promised, myself to work as hard as I can be

Love letter, scented lavender,
You were golden, my retriever
I felt and fetched, playful energy

The thought of loving,
Had you running,
Back to me
You’re my golden
retriever, see
I'd bathe in a sunlit room,
over a silver moon
any day,
To feel the warm magic
of a winter June,
it's a new summer baby,
We may well both be here after midnight,
I'll bring a kiss beneath the twilight
Pull the sun out of the sky

I’m not scared for you to lose me, you meeting a soul is lucky
It’s like you found peace, with a kind of presence
And the language we speak, knowing you, you'd tell
For how loud my heart beats happiness

Just as arms of yours are so strong,
Stretched the same as mine, we hold
Tightly before the day mourns
Twilight laying in your warmth

You get it, how intimate it gets
I'm an easy catch
My words become your words, they come easy like breath
I’m curious to learn you, and the surrender,
For when it comes to you,
Its easy to forget,

That I’m not scared of falling in love, gravity is my friend
I’m not afraid to show you my silly sides,
You may well be both my strength and weak signs
I’m not afraid to show you off, oh the sun don't hold secrets,

Never really felt like this
With anyone when I write
You keep me warm,
Wrapped in sunshine,
Clear skies,
With you all day long

No I can't cry for days like this
To be with someone right
When it feels warm
Not with anyone, I,
Hope no clouds are in sight,
None but just the sun
I think I killed the mundane,
growing up wishing to be saved.
I think I killed gentle gestures,
through teenage years, craving someone who cared.

I think I killed connection,
living through my twenties, not knowing who to trust.
I think I killed the mundane,
now I’m nearly thirty,
no closer to my fairytale than I was at fifteen
My mom says it's time to grow up
I can't waste my life chasing real love,
My mom says it's time to get real
Fairytales don't exist it's not a big deal
 3d Renee C
Archer
I don’t trust liars
However, I can’t quite tell
When it comes to you
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