We have built ramparts to separate ourselves from the world. Inexhaustible fatigue, exhilarating breathlessness. I am alone in my hole, talking to myself, unable to see the sky. I removed my eyes, stretched them to see more clearly. A black eye for enlightened vision. Troubled, I gnawed at my veins and gnaw at my fret, swallowing my pain. A rejected stranger, I no longer speak of anything, I am empty.