Strangest Things

on the spot

I am as I will never be

But the stench of profound purity

Is overwhelming

And I am tempted

By whom I was once before

Someday

When the cue comes to close the curtains

I will stand before myself

And see as I have never seen before

No one recognizes me

And they will not ever

Because I have stained

My soul

With the tattered remains of my broken soul  I have succumbed to live with