“Why do you play with me so?”, I agonize. “After all I am nothing… nothing compared to your vast eminence. You, who stretch out from here to everywhere. What am I to you? That you play with me so?”.
“Because you amuse me so”, You say, Your eyes twinkling in devilish merriment. “Your antics, the way and all that you do to avoid confronting me, your silly explanations to yourself – stories you call them”. Your laughter echoes inside my whole being. “Yes, you do amuse me so… Especially since you think you know!”