MTA

Eyes and lips and thoughts

Fundamentally repellant to each other

Encased, just barely, in this unclaimed flesh

An image reflected on every shining surface

Foreign as the mountains of Mars

Yet

Strangers tell me it’s mine

It’s me

Nowhere resonance

I cannot recognize what I do not know

I cannot know what does not exist

The momentary abstraction of an unquiet mind

Manifest

A blank space on which others project their insecurities
-EJoveJohnson

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