Ain’t got no room in
My brain
Full of thoughts
Delivered to my front door
By my mother
Telling me to go to bed
Oh my aching head
Killer flying earfleas
Poking nerve cells
In my cerebellum
Standing on my head
Thoughts rush to my hair
I’m bleeding ideas.





(Note to Google searchers looking for a poem that takes 90 seconds to read…you could try this one. My “90 Second Poem” is called that because that’s how long it took to write.)