I didnt know when you'd speak why I'd feel as if, now and then, your voice was going muffled, as in a flawed television transmission? I thought I must have been imagining it all up; Living out some invisible, subterranean pain. But, I see now: you were a phantom; You were never really there. I must have pinched myself harder
The surreal has ways of expressing itself, though we may not always see...