For those who
live exclusively in their own heads
I
see words that other eyes don’t notice
I
hear rhymes that another ears don't listen to
I
smell stanzas that no one else detects
I
taste phrases that nobody savors
I
perceive meanings that are impalpable to those around me.
In
a poorly ventilated room without windows nor mirrors
they
medicate me to eliminate my thoughts, reflections,
memories
and particularities that differentiate me;
a
straitjacket with its straps and buckles
immobilizes
me and makes my breathing difficult.
