I heard once that the things on this world
are not where we thought they are
and not the sizes we have known them to be

All along, we have been looking at this planet
upside down, underneath all we have
shit on since this nation’s creation

What goes up must come down

It makes me think…
Why would it ever occur to me to ask if
the world as I was taught is not in fact real, true?

If I am in fact south of the equator right now
then that might mean I could also be no where
close to the time in existence I think I am in as well

Living this whole time ass above head
spinning in an unknown time of existence

Is this true chaos?
Is this evolution?

Time, space…I suppose matter is also a complete misperception

and matter is me…

 

 
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(written with pen on paper)