What tells me I can do this or that?
We talk of "self" confidence, is there "selfless" confidence?
Maybe that is the inherent property of "selfless",
that confidence of self, or maybe vice versa.
The whereness of my ability to do without doubt
is lost to me right now.
I CAN ride a bike without falling over
but I CANNOT just be without stumbling.
Watching the endless flow of people in this coffee shop,
the faces, the life stories, the isness.
What are they, and what do they know about it?
One person looks at me. What do they see?
What do I see when I look at them?
What could every point of light reflect if bent or colored slightly differently?
Is it so far off to live in a different universe?

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Open lines without convergence
slowly hemming in every concience
welts emerge in geometric patterns
the fashions of illness begin equating themselves
hair falls out leaving manuscripts
entrails read futures
a heart is eaten
palms speak
every little part cools itself
as life dwindles
each losing thirst
we have all overstayed our welcome
enough is enough

"Invited by our parents
we came here
as temporary guests
and without remaining mind
we go back to our native place."
-Takuan