Saturday, August 24, 2024

Be Me.

I assembled a

pretty picture

of a girl

everybody wanted

but now I'm

feeling haunted.


Not sure it's

the one I wanted.

Not sure I

know what I mean

if you know

what I mean.


Maybe you tell me?

Or maybe not.

Maybe this time,

I will dump out

all the pieces

on the floor again.


Rearrange and

reimagine and

reassemble me again.


Not to be

an illusion,

a delusion, or


a pretty effigy.

But just to

be me.


[2024]

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