People gather disconnected and independent. A wave in an endless sea; breaking only in my mind I too, enter the fray. Oh misfortune! I am but a stranger amongst them. My brother, my neighbor; estranged to me no closer than Prometheus. Words tossed like rocks, startle us from sleep My brother, my neighbor; they throw like a girl yet we are together awake. Curiously aware what can I predefine my brother, my neighbor; climb into my chosen box lest I am to remain at bay. The box, my own predispositions abandoned, we are one My brother, my neighbor; all our boxes from afar but a single speck. People gather connected and ever multiplying a wave in an endless sea. We are all the water.
