Fabricated

Watching
All the pieces
Wash ashore
Just beyond
My reach
Caught under the tide
Try to catch my breath

Feel the pulsing
In my head
The tremors
Of my hand
See
The words you
Never read
Drifting out to sea
fabricated
Altered
It’s all pieces of me

I am disassembling
While you’re hiding
In the dream
I am manufacturing
A different kind of me

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Photo origin –
Václav Chochola – Back, Nude (rollage) 1960

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