i was sitting in my chair
an hour ago
talking through my mind
the page before me speaks
a word i'd never seen

somewhere in the night
listening

talking to myself
wondering

and the time went by like minutes
in the middle of the day

and i left myself behind
following
taking it away

are you there between the lines?
do you hear me?

do i know what it means?
does it matter?

and i know not what i know
i don't know what i do know

and i know not what i know
i don't know what i do know