Inner-National

Where do you go in your head? Which inner nation? Are you a disappearer? If so, what takes you into that liminal zone? What does it feel like? How do you leave behind home? How do you slip away? You are an imagining As real as any natural, wonderful thing Or maybe realer You’re somewhere totally else You have transitioned A shadow as long as the life That is now in your possession There are machines in your waking life And they were built to locate you But they will nеver know really why This drab meadow at dusk has changеd you So take in all that you can Collaging all the remainders into new alternate lands Into elaborate chambers Everything’s gonna collapse Save for the refuge buried beneath your synapse Nestled in brain cells Only your inner nation is worth defending Enter the fortress of mind And raise up the drawbridge behind you