I cannot get detached
that is why that is why that is why
I stopped reading
because I forgot what reality was and how to get there
because I get detached too easily, I focus on one thing
and the galaxies take the shape of it
and the stars align along the arc of someone's nose or the
irregular beat of my heart
and that is it, that is what the world looks like,
there is no reality
that is why that is why that is why that is why that is why
a fantasy world is so dangerous and people say
you used to read so much why did you change
because I lack the distinction between the book and the world
and I must change because
I used to be depressed why did I change
I used to be anxious why did I change
that is why
I changed because I must and I have to and I cannot go back
I cannot return to the meadows and mystical fields of sickness and confusion
I am less than that but I must
constantly think of quantity rather than quality
and keep myself flitting from subject to subject
else I delve too deep
and lose grips on myself
again.