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