04-06-2013, 03:40 PM
Einstein's Brain
Try as we might, we can’t find math
in cubed up chunks of brain.
I feel like a palmist –
Does that line spawn greatness?
sections, grey and thick
like mushrooms in a cloud
of formalin, slowly bob
in mason jars – oblivious.
We could pack them up, steal
them off in comfy sweaters,
hide them from the jaundiced
light. Or we can just reach out
and give those jars a shake.
milo
Try as we might, we can’t find math
in cubed up chunks of brain.
I feel like a palmist –
Does that line spawn greatness?
sections, grey and thick
like mushrooms in a cloud
of formalin, slowly bob
in mason jars – oblivious.
We could pack them up, steal
them off in comfy sweaters,
hide them from the jaundiced
light. Or we can just reach out
and give those jars a shake.
milo