The Secret Lobe
I want the sun to
evaporate my remorse
And smell what is sealed
at my nostrils
and the surroundings belching it back
I have removed myself
from what I’ve seen
If it was good or bad
Firm or flaccid
The significance of memories
flicks one and zero
and the pressure on my optic nerve
distorts the impression on the pupils
Engineering independent perspectives
That each of these objects:
A feeling, an opinion, an ideology
Any of them could be mine
My natural capacities are uprooted
Dried to grooves on the fingerprints
Leaving only the primal device
A secret lobe
The kind that gets the picture
Who puts two and two
And connects the dots
Ameer Azad is our current Poet-in-Residence. Every now and then we find a voice that sings (or screams) to us. Those voices that show us something new - whether beautiful or repulsive - voices from out there that somehow resonate deeply. Voices we just 'get'. When that happens we graciously ask that they join us for a time. To live and scream along with us.
You can learn more about Ameer, his work and voice in his fantastic interview here.
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