Am I even doing
I still exist
Though it’s possible I’ve gone missing?
Let me check again!
It’s been a moment since I last detected any movement
It appears I’ve vanished
Not into thin air
Between the cracks maybe?
Who’s to say I was ever here at all?
These crooked planks pair so perfectly with the rusted nails entrusted to keep them sturdy
These dirty hands have crafted a hollow home for broken bones to rest