I am not the man I am
Posted: Wed Jan 16, 2008 5:53 pm
I am not the man I am
I must escape myself
I is not the man I is
I must escape itself
I is uncomfortable in its skin
I would be even less uncomfortable without any skin
I does not like the idea of getting bits of dirt stuck in sticky bare flesh
I should get a skin transplant
I could find itself a donor
I could stitch one together from the fabric of the universe or the mind or the curtains
I is already different from the boy I was
I might take a decade or more but it can and will be done
I is constant
I will persevere
I will stay close to the ground
I will avoid itself for as long as it can
I will hang on for dear sweet life despite its crookedness and disappointments
I can go anywhere when I is other people
I must escape myself
I is not the man I is
I must escape itself
I is uncomfortable in its skin
I would be even less uncomfortable without any skin
I does not like the idea of getting bits of dirt stuck in sticky bare flesh
I should get a skin transplant
I could find itself a donor
I could stitch one together from the fabric of the universe or the mind or the curtains
I is already different from the boy I was
I might take a decade or more but it can and will be done
I is constant
I will persevere
I will stay close to the ground
I will avoid itself for as long as it can
I will hang on for dear sweet life despite its crookedness and disappointments
I can go anywhere when I is other people