My Head
Lacking luster my face avoids the sun,
The sun which cleanses,
Which appreciates,
With no desire of a return favor,
Will within has diminished into dust-
Which evaporates into the grace of the wind,
I am diminished,
I am brought down to this,
To nothing at all,
In spite and through rage I raise my voice-
To speak those words which I confine to myself,
And my head,
Oh my head.
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