On days my brain refuses to hum. It stares into spaceAn unfeeling unmoving organHow does it evoke such feelingsWhen it has none. When I want to rememberIt plays hide-n-seekNever giving up its positionNever failing. People blame the heartFor its heartless actsBut I say it’s the brainWho is the villian-est of them all. Sulky, sullen, it…