There's foxes inside my mind

Running and jumping and yelling

My mind is a tangle of foxes

The foxes are that which am I

Which fox am I, you may ask

The answer, of course, is yes

I am the foxes, all of them

They are the foxes I am

They are many, they are one

They are me, and I am them

I exist within them

We exist as them

I exist with them

I am the foxes who roam the forest

We are the foxes who roam the forest