Conscious In Wrong Universe 5.8.2008 Poem by Margaret Alice

A meaningless world without context; I can never
hang on to a context for long, being dependent
on an author to create a new framework on
which to hang the scenery depicting
illusion as reality

Jumping from one context to another, mind all skew,
I’m conscious in the wrong universe, dial set to receive
foreign broadcasts, receiving dish out
of tune with conventional lines,
can’t concentrate

at all…