ME NOT ME

am i

always myself

on the mirror

i’ve been dressing up in my flesh for so long

the image of myself

the repetition

the eyes still reassuring that you’re not just muscle, sinew, movement

I wake up again being me.

That same picture, apparition.

Sublime, beautiful at times

yes.

yet uninteresting to look always at the same face

i can understand now actors transvestites halloween fanatics kids priests

to be yourself everyday and linger inside your fleshy glove of dermis

so tame and obedient

having the same face and not even seeing it change throughout the years

not having that alien perspective but being omnipresent in your daily mini nano transformations

the perpetual gaze is enough for you to swallow

that piece of information

that you are are the same core and ever-changing psique

with visiting multiplying cells, dying cells, inconstant hairdo’s and f22 gaze

you are you

forever

yesterday

today

tomorrow

once again

let me walk you through


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