Obscenity of IA Poem by WordpressI am what is around me These people near me I take a part of them with me Wherever I may go after I internalize you Women understand this They look deeper into your eyes I am not something separate Or truly intimately connected To lineage, history, time But space is intimate, personal I am what is around me In a collective subliminal sense We share the same oxygen, genes, sunlight I read your words as if they Were my own, came from my own being But my own being is our being And what I supposed to be an “I” Was a “we” all along, so in all This competition for imaginary profit Am I missing something? © 2015 WordpressAuthor's Note
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