I long to write poetry that would make you question if it were about you,
Perhaps you’d find yourself in my tormented words and sullied thoughts.
Little did I know, you rarely found yourself in me while I had already lost myself in you.
What would the masters say?
Would they be pleased with my fallibilities? Or, would they turn in their graves in pure disgust?
It is a silly notion, I’ll admit. Purity. How are we, the most impure of all, to decide upon the sanctity of anything?
Anything, I say, for I fear to say “anyone”
Because then will scorn rain upon that poor soul who wouldn’t know what he had done to deserve so.
If I may, I’ll like to come back to you, only after I had belonged to the world, to life itself.
I wish not to be owned, by you or anyone else, yet, I yearn for a kindred spirit like you.
Does that sound unlike me?
Does that sound like someone I would never wish to be?
Do not tell me.
Let me wonder.
In wonder I shall find solace.
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