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This…change in me
This…selfish need, this greed
Where does it come from?
It’s not from above or below,
It’s earthy, eccentric…alien to me, 
And yet it is me!
It is wholly me! Why?
Why has my mind brushed upon this…phase?
Or is it really a phase?
Is this really me now?
I don’t want to transform into something I hate…
I want to transform into something I can… procreate 
I want to bedazzle you, and them, and he, and she, and….it,
But my desires are all for nothing
My goals are rotting
I am this… other person now
I’ve changed
I’m not caring anymore
No, not like I used to
But maybe in a way… I’ve began to……
I’ve began to break…
Because it feels good,
To just, allow yourself to fall away,
For a moment—to feel something…
Even if it isn’t genuine, even if it isn’t whole, even if it isn’t right

Is it not me?
Is it not human?

These words they…flow out of me, 
And… they are truly what I feel at this present moment
But what will I feel in a day’s time,
In a few years?

I want my eyes to be open again,
My soul to be open,
My dreams to be free
I want them to translate into healing poetry
I want them to translate into the true me

Help me find me…
Yes, I would love that…
If you would help me find me… 
  




***** this poem, "Me" was composed a little differently than my usual ones. I spoke the words out loud, using a recorder. I was never very good with verbal communication, speaking on the spot. I would like to improve on this, experiment a little on improv…I have written down exactly what I have spoken, with no edits, with the intention of creating a coherent poem. I might do a few of these again. Always, Laura

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