Brain in a jar

I took a dip, dropped, and fell

deep into the funk tank

but with a fuzzy antenna

I reach my feelers out just at wavelength to maintain the sane

Then I put my brain in a jar

I fill it with an aqueous dilution

equal parts mixed

love and despair

When my mind matter melts

and gets stuck in the gunk

I gotta place it aside to soak up the junk

I watch it all dissipate into spacey vapor leaking from the top lid puncture

I can’t help but still wonder

“Will this keep me high?”

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Open for interpretation and I would love to hear yours!