juice

i've held back for too long now,

i guess i'll let you in.

crack the plastic cap of my head open,

exposing the fragile contents inside.

after you've boggled at it's odd design

go ahead and make improvements.

take my limp, clammy brain

and squish it like putty in your hands.

wring it out like an old muddy towel,

and watch my nerves and thoughts pool below.

go ahead and use my cranium as a mixing bowl,

changing my words into something you desire.

turn my mind into brain juice,

ordinary and dumb.