I feel like I'm onto something
Something profound
On the tip of my tongue
Waiting, teetering
Ready to surprise me
This is when I feel the most me
When the membrane between Jacob and I
Is at its thinnest
Heat is seeping through
Jacob is me, but on the other side of this
The me who knows
The me who lived this
The me who became this
How do I pierce the partition
And come into myself
How do I dissolve
Into what comes next