What My Mind Sounds Like
What My Mind Sounds Like
By Quin Koldan
My mind is a symphony
Consonance, Dissonance appearing in abundance
Sounds of countless varieties
Inside and out, do the melodies flow
Like a welcome spring breeze through an open window
My brain is a calculator
Numbers appearing and changing forms
Addition and subtraction, multiplication, division
Values extrapolated and molded suit my desire
Manipulated to realize what I envision
My mind doesn’t have a long atten-
tends to move faster than I can speak
But, every now and again
I can slow down and enough sense
To properly iterate what’s in my head
And as soon as it’s all down
All the ideas flown out of my head
I take musical building blocks and put them together
To create a new painting that sounds like no other
I am happy
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