you chase your dreams headlong, possessed with yourself
separated and alone until you think you’ve found a home
among the tombs and graves of your designer violence
far from where you were made to be yet where you now belong
having lost your childhood, your way to get back, your humanity
believing you are praising god with sun salutations and the sacred om
asking if you may follow even as you fly around, screaming inside
lost among your legion of friends, claiming you each know god
even as your family forgets your name, you forget them
legen(waitforit)dary only in your own depraved muted blindness
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