Friday, October 12, 2018

Masa amorfa

Don't know who I am anymore.
Can't recognize this person I've become
She's brittle and bland
So long away from home

Translucent shadow
Bloated and shrunken
Stuck in a rootless present
Home as I knew it long gone

Tightly wound and
Stuffed into a box
Yanked from a dusty chrysalis
Dissolved into a pile of cats

This place I walk
Has claimed a third of my life
The place I crawled from
Is someone else's now





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