I open my brain and words fall out
This blew my cap off, the imagery behind this got me. I could picture a door to your brain, opening and the words like a leaky faucet, pouring out.
Forming a puddle of wisdom on the ground.
Its a great piece. I enjoy how you give a whole new meaning and understanding to the term if ain't broke, don't fix it
RE: poetry: sometimes i open my brain, and words fall out