Brain Juice

I have just begun to stare into the inner outwards of my eyelids.

I can't make up the difference between left and right,

or even happiness from lonliness for that matter.

The clicking in my brain makes up for the lack of intertwining our bodies do.

You're big, and you make my body feel so small.

You've got small nothing, and you make my brain feel so big.

Why can't this be?

I could sit in this world for days and never peak out,

never even wonder what is outside.

I am warm and cannot be touched.

I can work with this, this can be worked.

I wish I was high right now, I would feel like I was floating.

Floaiting in my brain fluid. Ha.