My eyes
My ears
My consciousness
Everything is driven by someone else’s thoughts
It’s all moving.
It’s no longer mine
I wonder where it’s all gone
Seeing things as they are
Hearing things as they are
I used to think what I wanted
In the tingling loneliness
Struck by tingling thoughts
I who was on a boil with words that shimmered
Where on earth have I disappeared to?
What did I replace it with?
What did I want too much?
I who thought what I wanted to think
If I can no longer take it back
I don’t need these things
I’ll give it to someone out there
