HOCUS POCUS

 

the mind resides in the brain

ossicles like cane 

a tiny piece of metal controls the train 

is the world really oval or spherical in shape 

what is the essence of Superman’s cape 

the rain comes and the earth absorbs 

who hasn’t woken up once to sob 

a destructive gathering named club 

a pathetic life, a wretched soul 

all minds must go slow to flow 

no one can tell where all souls go

a unilateral direction we hit a toe

yet we see when there is a snow 

the truth is unambiguous 

yet still, fools are pompous

maybe I don’t know 

I guess I’ll never know 

that when a heart sets its sail in a row

their destination is their truest focus 

nothing halts them, not even hocus-pocus 

being alive is the greatest death trap 

the world is large, too much dots on the map

why can’t we wake the dead with a slap

tap on your head and feel the echo 

an innocent reptilian called gecko 

size your palm and see your misfortune 

a tasty beauty called mushroom

play the strings with the right tune 

the world is sick and needs a rebirth 

leave that child alone to bed wet

maybe I don’t really know 

lots of cursing in an undertone so low 

ask her how she feels with her heavy flow 

the world isn’t what we touch and see

soonest, it will be gulped by the sea 

@talk2leigh

(X & insta)

5:56am

3 FEB 2026