MIND from YUH by YOU

Do you think that I'm a walking brain in a vat? A mad scientist or exploding stars, synapses brought me where I am, do you think it's likely? Find me floating through the cracks. I shed my skin in a swamp with someone new and fifty years older with cyborg thoughts only he can think of.

The world slowly turned inside out. Grab its organs store them in my mouth. I'm chewing trying not to throw up all these metaphysical simple thoughts.

Divide it up-- fill all space with quantified parts. Align it up with a series of symbols and art. Like pictures or reflections or giant disco balls but none capture me and seemingly nothing at all.

• Punk
• indie rock
• noise rock
• post punk
• post-punk
• Atlanta