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