Challenge
What does your mind look like?
If you were to describe your mind in concrete terms, what would it look like? A well-organized library? A messy, over-crowded file room with folders and papers scattered haphazardly? (<-- that's me) A streamlined photo/art gallery? A map? (etc, etc.) Poetry, prose, anything goes. Love to see what you come up with!
The Noir Neurotic, circa 2021
My mind is an art gallery
that never opened,
due to ongoing construction
and overthinking.
The paintings have acquired dust
and memories that became
door stops, propping open
the doorways to what once was.
The statues are silhouettes
of a time before mental illness,
stuck in place with tarps thrown
over them, irrelevant and moth eaten.
The gallery has only
one redeeming quality:
the windows,
which let light in
despite the ongoing
dilemma of identity crisis.