My* body writes this as I float through it I am above and below and within my body. I am quintessentially outside and without it. I am not certain where I reside or what I am.
This may be me, a pseudo-consciousness Amalgamated into an I into a body that doesn't exist. I can feel my body's heart shiver and squirm Inside of my chest, I am aware it is fighting.
My body's heart is fighting and that is wrong Neither I nor my contain organs or space Thus the body cannot exist and neither can the heart And I am once more lost in the deep waters.
There is an abundance of nothing that stretches Beyond my comprehension, it is vast, unending I do not know how to enter or leave it I merely know it is and is not with me.
I would like to pass quietly. In the space between an inhale and a heartbeat. My life feels fraudulent, useless and unreal. The body does not carry on as it carries ever onwards.