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Teeny Weeny Ickle Mind.

I'd give everything
I own
Myself and my home
To prove am the idiot.
Cos am abnormal
But
I have this sneaky suspition
That normal has tried
Over the stretch of 4 generations
To find answers
Those that I found
Are so simple
Yet still profound
My seeking bore fruit
The epiphany came keen
Split my mind open
And everywhern became
Reality
Virtualy within...
All things
At all times
Is too much for my ickle
Monkey brain..
I package it small
Once unfurled
It leaks out my tongue
Consumes me
Trying to, be wrong
Trying the impossible
As
Someone needs to.
©wrennie