Repetitive shifts of paths, occasional collisions,
The bodies here are flickering.
Sounds pressing upon me, rewriting me with remnants and gentleness,
Yet, unaware of their origin and destination.
"Don't ask me, I am also perplexed."
"Don't ask me, I am also perplexed.”
"Don't ask me, I am also perplexed.”
As if it is my calmest cry to the world,
The response comes like a clear mirror, but it cannot stop the emotions embraced within.
There is no one to confide in,
Thinking of descending into the next crevice.