Poem: Do I exist

In the skin I feel over the sinews that move
In the lights that flicker just past my eyes
In the relationships that bind me
The lies you repeat and I believe
The space I occupy,
The air that rushes inside
The bits and bytes of cyberspace
The endless ticking of time
The first thought that opens my mind
Or the last despairing cry.
In the arc of pure pain
In empty soundless dark space
If I brush against nothing
Do I still exist?
©alka
Nov 2015