just as the catepillar

but everything.

wait, what?

what IS it all? what is this? what are we and who are we and what are these thoughts? tell me tell me tell me. give me the answer or the cheat sheet or the hint. tell me what's up and what's going on? not that i'm freaking out because i'm really now, but i'm curious!!! I'm so darn curious just like you are!!! i know you are, so don't even deny it.
i don't know how i'm going to this or that, or how you do what you do or how i am who i am or how we don't know who we are.

curiouser and curiouser.

i could eat a hundred crackers and be certain of how good they taste, but talking to you over a full healthy meal with eyes so intact and hands so cold then hot then confused then sure... then a book with 94 pages to read in four hours from this moment?

and who am i saying all of these thoughts with voices trailing off in the backround
watching things and feeling things thinking about time and how much has gone past and how afraid we are of the next second to happen. cuddle up together and don't say anything

what is this?