what is sanity?
I try to be calm; I try to sit and contemplate my next meal. I wait by the door pretending to be collected. I say "hello you, where have you been all my life". You dont respond. I say nothing. My feet are on the floor but why wont they move? Isn't there enough breathing room for the both of us? Why are you so far away? If I squeeze do you feel it? Filters burning and artificial light. Can I see it or touch it? When will it get here? How do I move this and what makes it work? If I run fast enough will it be here sooner? Maybe trying less will make something happen. Clay on my knees and soil between my teeth, I cant get clean no matter how hard I try. Death seems like an illusion and identity is an old folk lore.