I have entered a new dimension
my self is split and I can no longer
identify with my surroundings
there are strange words and symbols
disconnected and dissociated from their
historical attachment and significance
or completely alien, as if bestowed
upon our race by another that did not know
our planet’s specific lineage of language
Only emerging occasionally
I am absolutely plopped into hogwash
and whitewashed, brainwashed, numbed
and cotton-stuffed, overwhelmed, bummed
disappointed at every turn
surprised how people never learn
now talking mostly to the mirror
hearing statues makes them fear her
for nothing could be queerer
except to escape that cocoon
and publicly interfere here
I long to do something wild and unruly
as a response to the insanity
everyone (but me) has agreed upon
and finding nowhere to go, develop instead
a desire to spend and spend
and fill my home and head
with pointless things and luxuries
and evil entities
reminding me me me
how simply great I am!
I hate the mall
I hate the world
I hate my hate
I want to hurl
I ate some fries
because I believed them to be the cause
of the happiness already in my mind
doesn’t it make you to want to die?
and yet live on to change your life?
I guess I am divided, and more
thankfully there is a store
inviting my wallet through its doors
should we attempt to try and buy
some short-lived happiness tonight?
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Divided, and more
The Halfwit Writer 