Ode to an Imperfect Brain
Oh twin islands of seasoned neurons Who’ve floated side by side
In pensive fluid
Connecting without a bridge
Oh meat-block hemispheres
Who’ve sprouted side roads
Around crumbled highways
How swiftly those paths curve
And send drivers of information
Swerving over lines of white and yellow
The sweet glow of street lights blurring
Oh mind computer
What wires have replaced
The unplugged callosal cord
Are they tangled into knots?
Have the rats been nibbling at them?
Have they found their respective
Color-coded ports?
Oh axon factory
Though you are missing parts
And your machines don’t run
At average speed
They run all the same
~
Sophia is a sculptor and poet whose current body of work, both rendered and written, possesses surreal qualities. Her abstract poems entertain themes of home, nature, movement, and rest. Her art celebrates the idea that nothing is ever symmetrical, ideal, or perfect.