Just Asking

What is it that you live in,
Your time, your people, your head,
Your embodied sensations,

Your body, your beliefs, your
Yourness, your you? When you shake,
Who or what is quavering,

And where’s the center of this?
You’re not the universe, but
All the universe you’ve got.

What is it that lives in you,
Your era, your confusion
Of us as you, you as us?