You’re More Other Than You’re You

Beyond body and embodied
Worlds don’t often mesh well, we know.
Some days, everything’s going well.

Beyond body, all’s beautiful,
But embodied world feels like hell.
Other days are miserable

In all directions except close,
Where embodied world seems to glow.
The discrepancy’s sufficient

To keep proprioception crisp,
To make it feel like there’s a wall
Bounding embodied from beyond,

But there’s not. It’s all beyond you,
What you are, shell of world in worlds.