Metaphase
Mark me. Identify
Surviving fragments a body torn
In jigsaw structure, a biotic ensemble
(Separation)
If this is who I am,then where is who I was?
Dissecting every day. I buried my old claws
Dancing inside of us, daring to breathe
Living, surviving. The infinite
We are canvas
We begin so unoriginal
We sleep in houses wrapped in clothes
We are dying to become
If this is who I am then where is who I was?
A thought clings to my side unclean and undeserving
Self-assuring sacrifice
Failures ignored are cancer brewing
This portion is rotten, marked and caustic
I must destroy it. Cut it out
Unburdened of our age
The caricatures we see we are growing into
We are canvas
We begin so unoriginal
We sleep in houses wrapped in clothes
We are dying to become whole
If this is who I am then where is who I was?
Autor(es): Mithya
