Carpe Diem

How do you do this Find the middle of space and time Seems like a mythical state of mind The moment is a train 100 feet underground I am a tile Stuck on the wall My feet or someone carried me Via softening ground My gaze immutably down Where are the directions Find the middle of space and time What a mythical state of mind These past five minutes I haven't thought about a single thing Stuck in a white haze Just idling And the room isn't quite airtight The candle a tormented flag in the wind I am too tired to sleep Buried alive every night Surely this is how you do this How on earth Did they find the middle of space and time Alternate universe state of mind Do you think there's room For me out there Do you think they would care