Dissect - Glasser

The moon is an ad for the planet that I’m on

It’s a channel that I’m on

I let it remind me

The roof is a lid

To a big compartment

Where I store my body and move with my mind

I want some help

Find me something else

Shackled to a window

Anything but open

I’m giving myself to

(what does it mean to send and receive at the same time?)

Shackled to a window

All but open

I’m giving myself to

Double vision

I move on the map to a new coordinate

I’m a dot on a grid

I know what I am

The flow of a place is a passive document

And I surprise myself by being part of it

Shackled to a window

Anything but open

I’m giving myself to

(what does it mean to send and receive at the same time?)

Shackled to a window

All but open

I’m giving myself to

Double vision