Out To Lunch

When I was a young child, what did I know
singing nursery rhymes and pop songs
which I learned by rote
and even now they catch me


the dungeon programming lures
designed to entrance inventive minds
implying that hearts can trust
the storylines of time


erasing the spiritual battle
from our rattled senses, blind
to the elastic ether awaiting
our fantastic commands

psychomanipulation seeding
dissonance hallucinations for lunch
we bunch together in another’s dream


wake abruptly
life is not as it seems

Inspired by: Lunch, Imply, Heart, Trust and Spiritual.