I Can’t Find Myself

I’m lost.

i looked –

in oozing puddles

in stinking mud

in small rippling waves

in mosquito-infested footprints

in tangerine sunsets

and then –

i found myself in pictures

that made me sob

and break

and stop breathing

and wish for sackcloth

and ashes

to smear on my face

and proclaim my sorrow –

i can’t find myself.

I’m lost.

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~ by manjamanis on July 26, 2009.

One Response to “I Can’t Find Myself”

  1. I’m so sorry.

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