Ever since mom and dad dropped acid
I've become less spiritual, more
molecular. I've enjoyed a structured
hallucination. Grown body and mind.
I've become a tactile beast. I hear,
speak, see, smell, taste, and feel.
I must maintain body functions:
eat, breathe, and breed.
I am a seeker of warmth, shelter, and love,
competing with other hallucinations
for a bit of recognition and status
on this orderly speck in the cosmos.
Before this happened, I was the cosmos!
A part of it all. Apart from it all
I'm this complex being.
Contend with me...
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