what am i becoming,
and what have i done?
am i a
clone a clone a clone a clone a clone a clone a
figment of imagination that has ripped itself shreds,
only to find that there is not heart behind the skin?
but i think i'm more akin to a fish who ripped its fin
because he thought he could walk.
a
clone a clone a clone a clone a clone a clone.
i think i've won.
let me dream.
1 comment:
oh wow, I like this one a lot.
you win!
(the fish thing was really cool)
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