Facefirst

After today I'm buried in my brain
Somewhere down there under all my thoughts
And there until I'm rescued I'll remain
Covered in neurons like a leopard's spots.
I am immersed in all I can conceive,
Unable to move on beyond my mind
Thinking about the things I half-believe
And what I don't, but to which am resigned.
There's some thoughts here I hardly have considered
Since I was small, and still remain untapped
And others over which I have so dithered
That they by metathoughts are fully wrapped
And I am stuck heardfirst into them all
I barely hear the world outside me call.