head and body

more of what

do you belong?
i do belong to myself.
but who am i?
a place to go?
a friend to talk to?
a smile to be smiled into a strangers eyes?
tea, cauliflower, steel, melting chocolate, wood, wire, fire?
a tone, music, sound, melody?
found, lost, some memory?
ironically me and somebody

well.

all this. each for some seconds
and then again
not what i am but what i think i am
perhaps
hot tea, broken down cauliflower, diluted steel, old melting chocolate, burned wood, living wire, whishy-washy fire
and do i belong to the world?
my thoughts how do they connect? are they diluted cauliflower? wishy-washy wire? old fire?