The worst part of seeing figments
is not seeing them.
My life is not so hard except for that—alone
in a world which moves around me as a silent film, or is
too far away to touch, or is as a fantasy. I am as distant
to myself as someone I read about
which is to say the worst part
of knowing I exist is not knowing
whether I am or am not a figment.
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