i let
the world collapse in on itself.
i in the center
feel the plastic
become tighter on skin
to the point where they are one.
my mouth opens
to a rush of
deafening silence
pierces the mind.
eyes make out movements
only to add their own translation
to the soundless soundtrack.
watchers come and go
all stay beyond the point
their inner voice tells them to leave.
they place time bets
on how long i will stay cocooned.
i stand off to the side
watch the spectacle
of people watching me.
in the corner of my eye
i see my other self
on the outskirts of the crowd
watching me watching the spectacle
and for the first time
i notice that all of the watchers
are versions of myself.
