What happened to me? When did I decide to give up my soul for a copy? Copying words and phrases that match the people standing next to me— And when did I stop myself from being? I can’t think of a moment when I put my wants above someone else— So I’m reminded… Continue reading I’m Back
Time seems to hide in my moments of clarity, Like days will melt into years With quiet mornings and him Holding my hand And drinking coffee. But it is morning, And I am alone. His body is molded into a plastic chair Learning coded messages From pieces of technology As he sends words to me… Continue reading Clarity.