i learned to live
inside all these wires
more of my life
in them
than out
i dream of
severing
all these
connections
bit
by
bit
until
there is
only paper
and ink
and skin
i wonder
what i would find
whether
i would spend
more time closer
to all the people
these wires
make it okay
to be away from
whether
i would cease
to exist
to some
or many
whether
any of that
matters
in the end
anyway