and he says
"you are beautiful
and talented
and amazing"
but my disagreement
is simple
these adjectives
do not describe me
in the slightest
and you laugh
and say
"it don't mean no thing"
and I agree
but that
just
won't
do
II.
there's light skittering on the surface
and I don't know who I am
but I do know what I am
this flesh and blood
that I bleed
there is always someone out there
physical presence
do not be deceived
it is just a mirage
III.
the railing holds me back
but not from
the breadth of feeling
and the immensity
and the vastness
IV.
Looking over this sea of darkness,
I see now
that this is a conscious dream,
one in which I can only wake up from
by dying.
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