Living in My Head

An unstructured poem about disassociation and space.

It’s great to be a space cadet. 

My brain is happiest when baked into the dark abyss. 

Heart bathed in warm starlight

I am loved.

Life is enjoyable, no gravity to bog me down.  

In the clouds, there’s plenty of space for everyone to go around. 

My body floats with minimal effort, 

Spirit is emancipated of responsibility. 

Discarded my meat suit, long long ago.

No longer bound by anatomy,

Only the constraints of my imagination.

Time travel issa a breeze,

 I’m an expert in thinking.

Life on Earth is a mindfuck. 

Most are unconscious — 

full in body and empty in the soul. 

Mama’s Starchild

Born with a glimmer in my eye. 

A whole lotta ego,

 enslaved to flesh and bones. 

The skeleton is a sensorial hell. 

And I sought softness in the roughest places.

My tender heart is now liberated from materiality

The twinkle in my eyes, beaming brighter than ever