What is a brain?

Why did it do this?

If it’s my brain I should be able to control it

I am me afterall

No, but, what is it?

What is it for?

Why, for the love of the gods did this thing happen?

What for?

It lives as long as possible sending signals out to ensure body continues living

Except when it doesn’t

But where am I then?

Who?

Am I the space between my eyes and the brain

But it’s thinking this

But I still can’t fucking control it

What the fuck is a brain?

How can it be me while simultaneously being itself

Seperate

I’ve forgotten

But I didn’t do it, the brain did

Why did it do this?

Why am I separate from the brain?

How could we be the same when I have no choice

No controls

I’m so lost in this turning

Am I, if I could not possibly be, my brain?

It pinches my arm

I grapple with it and lose

But why did it do that?

What is a brain?

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