I woke up today and felt lonely and small maybe just about 2 feet tall. All in my head i said and i got up outta bed. The walls they were moving around and i saw arms stretching out of the walls trying to grab me, touch me ,  and they wanted to spin me around and around till my head was so dizzy that i slowly hit the hard ground. I remember that smell, you know its a smell thats familiar its been around here before its made me ***** all over the floor. i can see the bathroom door from down here and i gotta make it there before the teeth rise up outta the ground and try and chew me up into a dusty mound. See i cant allow the floor to feast on me today cause i got some company thats just a few feet away. I see her behind the bathroom door and she is crouched over just a little slump shivering and cold. i just know i gotta get to her i know her from somewhere she needs me to help her and hold her hand. i made it im now pulling myself up so i can look in the mirror make sure im not hurt. Mirror what am i seeing? Thats not my reflection and my eyes arent bleeding. Who are you i asked? She replied IDK but i come to see you  i come to put my hands right through your chest and rip your heart out  gotta eat it  real fast so u wont have to feel the way that i do so i gobbled it down  and u fell dead to the ground as i looked in the mirror and whispered IDK who u are.

If ever I knew its motivation on why its velocities equal that in his single breath, if I could fathom all its singular intent, like attention in an attempt to co-produce and direct, if I could just only read his script and not be in its debt, participate in all his finesse become the magic projected on that screens death, become reincarnated in his lungs excess, turn into vapor as he pushed me out his neck, became just a molecule when he takes back in his chest, flow through his soul just to be it waste again, breathe the same genius it lives and surrounds, this foolish ink I put in his impact with this unworthy pen, just an extra in his great production, plethora of its praises and why he let's me in....I'm not even on the list.