i wonder, sometimes
if my brain
is a quantum transducer
because
these are the things
i wonder, sometimes

this idea
that somehow
i come
from somewhere else
and am
being beamed into
this slowly decaying
meatsuit

it’s unrealistic
like heaven

then
i wonder, sometimes
if my brain
can receive
perhaps it can send
like a transmitter
and there are beings
somewhere
watching vignettes of my life
every beautiful, ugly little bit

i wonder, sometimes
about what i am
about how i am