mardi 23 août 2016

Scheme

What does it mean to be oneself? Locked in
That solitary cell for good, if you
Want company, grow alien to yourself.

Were there an easier way, I would not have
Been stuck with genitals nor would you show
My exact face. Grow alien to yourself.

Man in a man the life you serve shall turn
Into your very own, moon’s glow cut through
The bars, a glossy double of yourself:

One single fitful shadow on the cot
A night, endowed with presence and concern
Save you. Become an object to yourself.

August 23, 2016

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