When you pulled the ground
Out from under me
Why were you surprised
It left a wall you could not climb
Out from under me
Why were you surprised
It left a wall you could not climb
After a while
All anyone sees of me
Is the walls
After a while
All that is left of me
Is the walls
I see my own boundaries
Are merely frontiers
To be explored
Time crumbles their mortar
Context shifts their efficacy
Or a new technology
Renders them impotent
And so we believe ourselves conscious
When every pattern we create
Has already been created
In our unconscious
I think I erect boundaries
To protect myself from what’s not me
But my boundaries
Enclose me
And so I define myself
Not by what is me
But by what is not me
Leaving no other possibility