

13I USED TO BEND UNDER ALL OF THE WEIGHT, AND ALTHOUGH I WAS MADE OF METAL, I CURVED UNDER THE HEAVINESS OF LIFE LIKE TIRED STEEL.13
BUT IT REACHED A POINT WHERE MY BRIDGE WAS CLOSE TO
COLLAPSING, SO I GOT OUT OF MY BED AND WALKED FAR AWAY.


12A BLINKING, BREATHING STONE STATUE, STANDING STEADILY, BALANCED, AND UNMOVED THROUGH BOTH RISING TEMPERATURES AND ONCOMING THUNDERSTORMS, CREATED TO LOOK ABOVE TO THE SKIES AND THANKFULLY ACCEPT THE WEATHERING OF HIS CONCRETE AS IF HE WERE AN12
OLD MAN STOICALLY WATCHING ANOTHER YEAR OF HIS SHORT LIFE PASS ON BY, AND UNFLINCHING AS HIS FINGERS CRACK AND FALL OFF AND AS VANDALS PEPPER HIM WITH SPRAY PAINTED GRAFFITI.
HE NEVER COMPLAINTS ABOUT NOT BEING MADE OF STEEL OR PERHAPS EVEN MARBLE OR ABOUT NOT BEING PLACED SOMEWHERE DOWNTOWN &nb


11I FEEL SO UNHEARD.11
WORDS CASTED INTO THE WIND, LIKE GRAINS OF SAND, ONLY TO STING THEIR EYES--
THEY DON'T WANT TO SEE. THEY WANT ONLY WHAT THEY'VE ALWAYS KNOWN, EASE, AT THE CLICK OF THE BUTTON.
AS FOR ME, MY BUTTON IS UNCLICKED.


10SEPIA TONED MEMORIES, MUDDY WATER, INCAPABLE OF SUSTAINING LIFE, ALL A PART OF MY EXISTENCE. THE ROOTS OF MY HUMANITY. THE BASE OF MY PERSONALITY THAT SO MANY PEOPLE HAVE WONDERED ABOUT-- ALL LEAVING THE CONVERSATION STILL CONFUSED, STILL CURIOUS, BECAUSE THE MATTER OF "WHO I AM" CANNOT BE EXPRESSED WITH MERE HUMAN LANGUAGE OUTSIDE OF OUR SILLY METAPHORS.10
WHO AM I? I AM DEATH. WHEN ONE ACCEPTS LOSS, ONE BECOMES ONE WITH LOSS. I AM THE END. I AM THE DARKNESS OF CITY ALLEYS. I AM THE SENSE OF EMPTINESS FELT WHEN ONE IS CLOSE TO A CORPSE. I AM DARK EYES AND A DARKER V
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