creative space

everybody tells me
I’ve got holes
inside my head

I say

they’re just
sinuses

no
that’s space
around the cortex
of me

they tell me
that I’m wrong

that I’ve got emptiness
in the places
where my thinking
should get done
but I say

that’s just
silence

no
that’s the place
where my thoughts
grow
and turn themselves
into my big ideas

they laugh at me
say I’ve got nothing
there

but I say

that’s the place
where genius
will show

and anyway

I have nothing more
to say to you
just now

I’m busy
thinking

April 2017 Poem #23: dark substance

Frank Prem Poetry