I hear sounds that my mouth didn’t make.
I hear words that you don’t ever say.
There’s a door, there’s a door to the cage.
I’m not afraid. I’m not afraid yet.
I see patterns of light in the dark.
When the red opens up, there’s a star.
In the sensory cave that you made; I lie awake.
I’m still awake.
I can’t move, like I’m stuck in the mud, I’m up to my neck.
Face in the flood, my feet in cement. Hey—
I’m confused by the shapes in the dark.
The thoughts in my head.
I know I’m alive, I thought I was dead.
words - parole
thoughts - pensieri
thought - pensato
there - là
stuck - incollato
stretch - allungare
still - ancora
patterns - modelli
shapes - forme
stairs - le scale
cathedral - cattedrale
outside - al di fuori