your voice shivers when you say words you’re uncertain of–
certain that only in empty caves in other’s heads they reach
you stop the gears in your head,
in a state of false peace
“Ah, finally I can be understood,
this is it!”
and the light from far away galaxies becomes dim.
atoms no longer dance at the palm of your hand.
no more shapes to make up this reality.
only you and the state of not being bothered;
in love with the not-knowing.