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Where do broken-minds go?
Did they get lost in a storm, somewhere over a rainbow?
Was it a regularly scheduled program, set to remain slow?
Or was I baptised in a See-of-Stupidity, rising-again with a brain blow?
Are they watching me?
Waiting patiently...
To show Simpleton antics, with heightened moronic sensitivity
With graceful agility
Olympic dim-star ability
Open mouthes, saying nothing, asking...Are You Feeling Me?
I should've swallowed the dumb-pill for times like these
Walk around all dope-de-doe, wrapped in clueless energies
A mental-freeze, from numb dis-ease, where my Elevator's stuck on Ding
Waiting for master-minds to honor me... cum laude
Adding -a-ling, to my lonely Ding...
I'm tethering...
Holding on for dear life, watching ignorance become a thing of fair-weathering
Like a bed-time story, lulling folks to sleepwalk under covers of hopeful suffering
Will we ever wake up, finding the bed pissy, ty, and full of Other Things?
I'm just wondering...
Wandering through the dense debris of All our false-coverings
Images designed to decrease messages of Lifes Fatal Discoverings
Ancient Symbols, fading-to-black...Reborn as a Logo, wrapped in Ignorant Artifacts
With subtle energies, transmitting stagnant complexities in various shades of whack
Causing minds to cease, release...then slowly slip through prescribed cracks
A Sense, so Common and Special...Once gone, you may never get it back
So, where do broken-minds go?
In a System, where Empty is a means for Its survival...