I am He as You are He as You are Me and We are All TogetherI borrow a little magic from the gods who live next door. They call this disassociation, this feeling that the air is just as important as I am. And if I'm a little mixed up about the man I was back when you said those things to me, those jangling things, then you have to forgive me, here on this razed playing field, this scorched earth. I begin to blend in just so, with the rest of the neighborhood, restless animals and bleeding men. I begin to find my space, in the borders, in the times I'm not me, nor you. |
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