Somebody is blowing bubbles
in my cranium
I can feel them
pop
on the outskirts of my skull
each one louder
the more I think upon it
I wait for them
to fly out my eyes
fall through my nostrils
or glob together
and flow out my ears
like soapy water
after a weird bath.
Great images and structure. From a fellow poet, I like it a lot!
Thanks so much!
Interesting imagery Anand Bose from Kerala