UNDERGROUND VOICES MAGAZINE/ELIZABETH WAGSTAFF WILLIAMS

ELIZABETH WAGSTAFF WILLIAMS

you might think i'm crazy, but...

today
I don’t know anything
today can’t do
won’t do
doesn’t make
any sense
the shadows
glide across my vision
my periphery has been disabled
and I
am in pieces again
and again
they look at me funny
because I look
like
I’ve gone crazy…
when you stare
too long
at anything
it disappears
and
seems absurd
I sit next to you
and my mind cannot grasp
the fact that
you are
someone else
outside
of me
and your head
is filled with more things than
you can express
and there are worlds
I cannot access
and this fact -
although logical -
is beyond my
comprehension
I just want
to have one moment
that isn’t full
of struggle
and futility
it seems
there is backtracking
that needs to occur
to return
to the place
when I knew what to do
my facilities
are crippled
and my wisdom
vitiated
by this insurmountable
uncertainty
but I can’t imagine
that going backwards
is the right method
nothing
today
can’t do
won’t do
doesn’t make
any
sense.