words in my mouth

 

Maybe I’m ready now to write the voices in my head.

 

Why is it important?

 

It’s what I want to do.

 

Are you sure?

 

Are we sure you mean. There is always three of us, although sometimes one or even two choose not to speak.

 

Who’s there now?  Who am I talking to?

 

Who’s asking?

 

I am.

 

Do you really think you exist solely outside of me? Do you think you are completely independent of me? Sometimes I put words in your mouth. I hear you speak. I hear your voice inside my head.

 

And sometimes, most times, you do not put words in my mouth. Usually its me, out here, talking to you.

 

Sure. But sometimes you are in my head. How do you know that right now isn’t one of those times.

 

 
 

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