"Get a Shot of the Refrigerator"

What am I in this--
This distressed wreckage,
That I find necessary?
...(whispering)...
That I find necessary
[...]
Nothing, Nothing else
[...]
Nothing else
Nothing else
[...]

Building up the cage
That I find necessary.
...(whispering)...
That I find necessary.
Nothing else
Nothing else
[...]
Nothing else
Nothing else

One does not know how
To deal with the real,
Not even with its reflection.
Scared of the void,
Cannot hear oneself.
This very void must stay empty
To allow the space in which
One can vibrate.

Leave it empty.
Accept this place,
So not to die alone.
Connect and radiate.