Lost
I feel insane. Is that possible? Like I can't breathe; I think I lost my lungs. Have you seen them?
"Jane?"
Or my mind for that matter? My mind is gone to the sea of lost time, floating in psychotic games that we play with ourselves.
"Jane?"
I can't always feel so is insanity attainable? And feel is only possible but not constant. I fear the future and the past and both are now and now is full of calm and she is here.
"huh? Oh Maur whats up?" I say looking up from my desk.
Fear if and what if I could or couldn't. But she is my calm. She makes it clear. She makes me feel.
"I have been trying to gain your attention. Are you ready to go?"
"yah let me get my keys." I say as she turns to walk away.
But she isn't always there. She isn't always here. She keeps it at bay. She holds the box in which my mind resides.
Excuse my insanity but it is only temporary.