World, Alien, Splinter

I feel as alien as flesh that grew around a splinter. I have become part of the world, and yet so distinctly foreign. Take a look around and you’ll see me there with ease, standing alone but surrounded by it all. I could never infect the world though; I am absorbed by it until I am fully it. I am the world itself, an alien, a splinter. 

-k.r.r.