My body has not moved for millennia.
My eyes stare blankly forward.
Half of me is frozen.
The other burns intensely.
My fingers periodically twitch.
Nothing comes of it.
I see things no one else does.
I miss things everyone else doesn’t.
Sound pulses through my ears.
Sometimes I forget it’s there.
Some people come.
Mostly they go.
I am plugged in.
I am tuned out.