Inside a womb, my blanket
I re-arrange my reality,
I am blinded with clarity
That’s been hidden from me,
It’s close to me,
More distant every time.
Never mind,
It’s only my spotless frame of mind.
I count numbers
On my fingers
As our souls turn to stone,
And without even one nest
I cannot call this home.
Behind, beyond
The big bare wall
A twig breaks.
The silence of my steer
Into highways that intertwine….
Never mind,
Our world enters a darker light
Worker bees can leave
Drones fly away,
The queen is their slave
Never sing, never mind,
It’s only my spotless frame of mind.
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