
i strip away
these layers
that make up
my many selves
i rip away
i flail and fuss
i twist and mould
these thin films
of both fact
and feeling,
i manipulate
a sheer veneer
of all five senses
inert or reeling,
with my fingers i worry
flimsy coverings
the appetising
and unappealing,
soon i expose
a raw nerve sheen
of hurt
and healing.
I cant spoil
and i cant break them
and so very carefully
i take them
ever so tenderly
i shape them
into ideas
into words
and occasionally
i may leave
something that shines
nestled amongst
so many
polished
turds
About the Creator
Bren
"It's just a token of my extreme!" - Frank Zappa
"Cause it's all in the heat of the moment It's all in the pain!!!" - Devin Townsend
Centre Stage with the wonderful Heather Hubler

Comments (4)
what an incredibly entertaining and thought provoking load of crap! Meant with the utmost respect and adoration
I polished a turd looking for a bird… it was actually just a word… though one quite absurd… then… I found you. 🤗
Holy Ship!
Ah those polished turds...I have a vault full, lol. Loved this!