Submitted by : rosmani on Think

Mind Spill

Contours of my brain don't shrink
even as I empty it of all content.

Some thoughts slip out as words from my lips.
Others get stuck in the throat.

A few trickle down to my fingertips
only to splash up on unsuspecting screens.

Even if most are ignored or not understood
I fear I am polluting this world.

I await the last thought to come out-
The one that is keeping my brain inflated.

Rashid Osmani, Aug 2, 2010
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