you will always

feel yourself

that is the only
environment

you will ever be
in.

nothing else
will ever

change

even if

everything
else

does.

this

is

how

it

goes.

you are

neither
dead

nor
alive

you have

been

fed

a lump
of
lies

and you
will
swallow
it very

slowly.

you can smile

as an occupation

i’ll pay you to
pretend

that every
thing is
fine.

the body writes
its own script and

there is no

yellow
brick

road.

only
a catheter

shoved
down
your

smallest
hole.

i love the

fact that
we will

never
arrive

at a
concrete
conclusion

there is only
just enough
time to

keep

guessing.