Where now should I make myself be
Right here as I lay my machine mimicking
Predawn in artificial light I listen
The air as i take it in deep as weight
It feels dreamt up, artificial, viscously vital
Less loose this fragile link to everything
The rise and fall is as it should be
I tease to fill the conscious cost then
My net cast keeps the illusiveness of emotion
From freely doing as it pleases
Mindless the cause, unconscious to the present
Awaken first within where i recognize
I am not this blood, not this meat
all i am ever going to be
Cannot be found in these tools we use
When inside the place we all reside
Needs to be reminded of what living
Or the interpreting may experienced
It is through this breathing, needing,
Mortal vessel that sees through the eyes I've come to understand as being
Two dark pools of it all
The being in control is me