I always seem to make weird calculations in my head
I seem and feel
So smart
It's as if I've entered the Matrix
It seems surreal
Because it is
It's all in my head
I move things around
Everything is blue
Numbers appear
My eyes move rapidly
Then I have to speak
All I'm able to say is
"Potato"
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Short stories and poems
ContoA collection of short stories and poems by me. Mainly using surrealism or just random ideas. Many are dedicated to people I have come to care about
