Prisoners
We are
locked up
free the same
time in our
minds prison
without
bars
how did we end up
remotely controlling
all we do
as slow drones we hover
over our uncouth bodies
what would it feel
like to be mind only
me only, you only
afloat in
each other
Mind over matter
so they say
***
July 26, 2017
Copyright © Darren White
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