Sensations

"And my thoughts are all sensations" And my sensations are all my thoughts. The sun controls the moon, and the moon controls me. She said she was a she/they/we, and we just laughed. Not her we, just us. And my thoughts are all sensations, we'll only ever be as smart as your sun. But the sun controls the moon, and the moon controls we. You've heard this before, haven't you? And my sensations are all my thoughts, arbitrary thoughts, facetious thoughts, as we see my body walking into the ocean, but we're only on dry sand, dry land, with a pen in our hand writing down the same words, over and over again -