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Let Me

be someone else
thin lines intersecting
other dimensions;
geometric shapes interlocking
like misshapen Venn diagrams.

Let me
confess these hands
are not mine;
nor are the eyes.
I feel crowded;
an artifice without foundation.

Let me
disappear softly into ether
either lost or found;
I don’t mind:
I refuse
to obey the laws of gravity.

Let me
(finally) I am wanted.


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