Quick Q:
“If a chicken asked you to cross the road without breaking its eggs, how would you make its farm?”
– Adeboye Oluwajuyitan, M.D. from EvolutionR (Poem — Help Me Solve this Puzzle In Between The Middle of My Midbrain).
My First Time!
Poem - Date of Composition: 14th December 2022.
In my pensieve, there are no thoughts but odors
A smell for each memory to remind me of every sound I ever saw!
In front of my kitchen is a shelf full of tasteless spices
And on my balcony is a light where you can never get to be seen!
The first time I held an apple, I could taste my physiology for animals and nature
And the first time I saw a heart beat, I was able to hear a new sound from my future
I could percuss that I was on the right track
But it also confirmed my palpitations of not wanting to be a physician
The first time I held a bicycle pedal, I understood that there were more than two roads in life
And the first time I saw a burning matchstick, I could taste the language of falling in love!
The first time I felt the roar of a tiger, I could hear a lion awake from within
And the first time I waved at an empty sky, I could touch the sound of a feather dropping!
The first time I sneezed in a swimming pool, I could reflect on all the metals of the earth
And the first time I smelled the lights in the darkness, was the first time I heard an incomplete erection
The first time I won a coin toss with the wind, I threw up at the taste of the magnetic sound of money
And the last time I discarded the sight of salt for a positive space in my mind was the first time I revolved and knew my worth as a tree!
