I must be free of this layer of life where I am speaking to the fear and not to the possibility

I must be free of this layer of life where I am negotiating for breath with *******

Unlocking the crotch of  man
So that we may think freely again

I must be free of this layer of life where I must be free of something

It is just me in my skin thinking about my life that's the place I live that's all there is for any of us that's all I am

Another bag of mostly salt water thank you Star Trek flouncing through life as if as if the stuff in our head the play that we are heroic within the or victims as if all that as if all that was anything other than brain waves confusing us and distracting us

I am so loud in my own mind I am so good I am so amazing you should all just worship

And then sobriety and then waking up and then what is this sense of living in our heads that isolates with such disenfranchisement

And then you begin to wonder you think are you you think you are containing these words within the space of poetry and you think that they don't penetrate beyond that shell as you read critically

You are unaware what message I am sneaking past you to you

I know how many of you there are and to which I'm speaking and it isn't to you it never was

I just let you think that that so you keep reading and feeding

Here's the thunk worm that goes clunk in your head right now

Life life Life what the **** am I

An individual. A separate individual thinking it is part of something syncing with brains with all these electrical signals meaning driving conniving jiving what the hell are we this brain locked in the Bony skull sees no light hears no sound gets electrical signals produced creates fabrication passes that to our conscious mind he/I was/am our best guess good luck have fun



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