A Place for my head

Slow silly movement. No, its not for you.
No, You can’t talk too loudly , you will
be grabbed and gagged. There will be questions!

Its not, “Freedom is Slavery”.

Its You. Its the tangled webs that you have woven, and lo! Who is hanging and smiling from
webs of Shelob. No its not him, its you most likely.

A memory of never happening bliss and if it happens you wouldn’t know most likely.

That there
Thats not me
I go
Where I please
I walk through walls
I float down the liffey
Im not here
This isnt happening
Im not here
Im not here

I wish no questions!