to be poetic in my poems
or even that intelligent
proprioceptively leaking
it’s the self-consciousness
I find in everything
and everyone around me
that I try to emulate and honor
they seem so sure of themselves
as must I to them when
we’re all so intermingled and
entangled blood and bone
you’d think we’d recognize a sister
or a brother now and then
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