Brain Food

Will I ever be content?

I can ask myself this question

until the sky splits open

and aliens invade,

but I'll never get a perfect answer.

I'll never be content with the content

that manifests in my mind.

You can strap me to a table,

split my skull open,

and snack on pieces of my brain,

but the transferred content

won't leave the eater

any more content than I.

One wrong probe

can lead to inadequacy.

One bad thought

can make you lose your mind.

Your freedoms will wander.

The world,

you will find out,

is not so kind.