Remember when instincts were all that we had? We successfully navigated danger on the daily. Now it’s conditioned perception and status quo, Pushing us further from —
— all-natural understanding. A key unlocking basic gifts. Given without a care.
We are born with all we need To feel, know, and learn + explore But with cognition and expectation We betray what we know. We accept Designer culture and stigmatic classes.
I don’t want to believe In anything but myself
Because I know I’m here But I can’t say for sure About anything else.
Wrote in a bar in Seattle, WA. Been a while since I "published" a poem longer than four lines.