"The Crowded Mind" ~~~ I am confined to the small space....that is My Mind. I am trapped...there is no escape,and My thoughts crowd Me out. I have three Identities, three Personalities, a Man, a Woman and....an Alien Species, all inhabit this one fragile Body, all packed tightly into My Crowded Mind. When the Alien Sleeps....She talks and He Weeps....for if the three Identities are a able to mingle freely among themselves and Communicate at will.....I shall be classified as... Mad. Outside My Mind.....I am still confined....the four Walls, the Ceiling, the Floor are all made of a Mattress like substance, soft and unbreakable.....apparently so I cannot hurt Myself, though I am not sure who I am....a Man ....a Woman....an Alien. The People....Humans I think....who look after Me are kind, but careful not to come too close, and even if they did....I could not harm them.....as My Arms are bound behind My Back in a Jacket that is Buckled at the Sleeves. But ...the Fools do not realize....I have a Plan.....at least the Alien does....to be Born again, to emerge Head first from My Own Navel...I have not told the Woman in Me....for I fear She is a gossip, and My Manly Identity is beyond caring....He is just full of rage.....it is His fault the three of Us are confined, in the first place. The Sedatives make the Man in Me wail, the Woman tends to act Wantonly and they give the Alien Wind.....as the Stomach Gases are difficult for Him to handle as He burrows through the Main Intestine . Soon He will escape and free both the Man and Woman in Me....then I shall no longer be confined to the Small Space that is only fit for One. A crowded and cluttered Mind is not a pleasant place to Be....unless You are ... alone.