I Was Not Myself
i was not myself
severed by the scissors
of my ego
halved by have-knots
and sharp-tongued cleaves
heaving myself
into a state of dis-ease
abandoning Spirit
beleiving it was never there
lingering in lament
and disjointed intent
sarcastic excisions
of truths i once meant
as if the words "i love you"
were already spent
searching for the Lover
and wondering
where She went
when it was i who left Her
in this unholy descent.
Copyright © Joseph Adler | Year Posted 2021
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