And you know that I know.

And you know that I know.

And you know that I know.

And you know.

I don’t care that you know that I know.

I don’t care that you know that I know.

I don’t care that you know that I know.

That I know.

Because I know that you know.

Because I know that you know.

Because I know that you know.

I don’t care.

What do you know?

But—what do you know?

What do you know?

That you know.

You’re not here.	You’re not here.	You’re not here.	That I know.

In me.

In me.

In me.

Because I know.

Inside of me.	Inside of me.	Inside me.	That you know.

My body is mine.

My body is mine.

My body—mine.

What do you know?

But it’s not!

But it’s not.

But it’s not.

You’re not—

“Share! Share!”

“Share! Share!”

“Share! Share!”

here.

Oh but it is.

Oh, but it is.

Oh, but it is.

In me.

Depending on my mood, it shifts.

Depending on my mood, it shifts.

It shifts.

Inside.

Can you feel the shift?

Can you feel the shift?

I shift.

Me.

There, I said it.	There, I said it.	Can you feel it?	Mine.

I know it.

I know it.

The shift?

(Not mine.)

It’s my mood.

It’s my mood.

There.

“Share! Share!”

Hurtful isn’t it?	Hurtful, isn’t it?	I said it.	Oh.

To separate us?

To separate us?

I know it.

But it is.

It’s my mood.

It shifts.

Hurtful, isn’t it?

I shift.

To split.

Do you—

To sever.

feel it?

To separate us.

The shift?

There.

I said it.

I know it.

It’s my—

mood.

Hurtful,

isn’t it?

To split.

To sever.

To—

sep—

ar—

ate.

Us.