Pushed inside.
The tunnel surrounds me
is all around me
I travel through its longitude
barely moving my arms
barely moving my feet
a form of liquid
is my thrust
thick
viscous
liquid
blue phosphorescent liquid
it tastes like blueberry jelly
I am the only solid
inside this
insulated river like
freeway to the unknown.
Why or since when
have I been traversing
this infinite tube
is unbeknownst to me.
Where am I going
or coming from
is it just an irrational loop
or is it just my inebriated soul
taking me
pushing me
inside this crystal
malleable tunnel of not discerning.