Hardhat

 

I think I need a hardhat
One that keeps my brain,
From the nagging pain
Of inconsistent thoughts;
from contrary plots
that endlessly plunders life from my days.

I know I need a hardhat
To protect my head
From morning to bed,
From all the falling bombs
And sadistic calms
That endlessly promise my life malaise.

I could use a blue hardhat
To protect my thoughts,
Mingling tingling lots
Of visual black and white;
numbing lack of sight
Ideas that keep me alive in my ways.

I have to have a hardhat
That sits on my head
In case it is said
That something might fall,
Or someone might call
When I am not piqued from callous cliches.

I need to have a hardhat
That shields my matter
From vacant natter.
Something indiscreet
Something incomplete
Or something that endlessly betrays.

I think I need a hardhat
One that keeps my brain
From the nagging pain
Of inconsistent thoughts
from contrary plots
that endlessly plunders life from my days.

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About Robert M Palmer

Word Crafting, Visual Memories, Audible Bites, Ringleader & Emptor.
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