Schizophrenia
i'm a pile of dust
with my head in the clouds
hey, where are you -
bawls the body to the mind
somewhere in empyrean
mind is lost
fuck off, thee sordid flesh -
softly whispers the mind
bifurcating
bifurcating
i'm bifurcating
i'm a free spirit
tethered to a pile of dust
like a neuron with its axon
bound to reality
a murrain on you -
reality faces illusions
i'm tearing off, the axon bleeds
a nice illustration to
bifurcating
bifurcating
i'm bifurcating
