Swiggles of memory evaporate into the craters
Of emptiness in my mind.
Dots and splotches of matter levitate around
And few things are soaked in for long.
Expanded time frames and a few minutes here and there
And all you know has changed.
Common sense is no longer relevant in minds
Of those who know more than you.
Experience always proves you're better, right?
Or have I been misled all along.