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 J**** and I
Is at its thinnest
Heat is seeping through
J**** 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