inherent confusion
of a nature not wholly unknown to me
when the mind collides with the matter and
what matters,
the fact of the matter is that i'm lost in
new territory,
within my own territory;
in
new territory
that i've already explored and somehow forgotten
and in the eye of the storm, am I self aware?
i sit in the middle of the debris
asking myself
if i even mean it,
if i even like you or if i just like just
your dogs.