She stands there in the corner:
She weeps;
I hold in my hand,
A pen
It seeps ink onto this blank page
The page; like my life.
I try to concentrate.
The girl weeps:
Be quiet!
What?
Oh.
I apologize to the man
Sitting across from me
“I was not talking to you”
I retort, quick and stubborn are my words.
He looks puzzled
“There is no one else.”
Yes.
Yes she is right there,
The girl!
She keeps crying
I cannot work.
This is me
Or is this life?
This complicated orb
Spinning ‘round and ‘round
Like a carousel
It
Makes
Me
Lose
Myself.
The voices,
They are driving me insane.
Leave me alone!
The girl talks:
“We are you, and you are us.”
That is all.
