A man speaks on the bus to another man who hears voices (I hear this man, and the voice in my own head, but not the man on the other end of the line) and I wonder how the other man knows it’s not real, and a thing he should ignore. And all the many voices in my own head persist, and I wonder which is real, and how I know the difference.
Like Satan in Job in need of a job,
testing the rest (at God’s request?),
every last link to see what gives
Should a fly alight
and rest there awhile,
then we might know
how fine a fiber it is.