Dread Soup
I'm in the gooey space of time. Light is warm.
I don't move anything. My brain is sinking
and slopping out my ears and cranium.
I have to piss. I feel dizzy.
I wonder what the point
of doing anything is.
Hold out my left arm, spread my hand open, raise my index finger,
press down once or twice
I'm alive
I think
Wonder what the point of doing anything is