I wondered what would happen
if I put my finger up my nose
and pushed beyond the resistance.
So I did.
When I made it to my brain
I tickled memories of mistakes
I’ve made that lead to pain.
I prodded the dead.
I pointed at words
I’ve forgotten the meaning of
and scratched twice at déjà vu.
I stirred my finger like a wooden spoon
in the soup of my mind
until the lumps had gone
and I was ready to start again.

Carl Burkitt 2025

‘Brabant is the feeling of wondering “what would happen if…”’