Monday, 21 February 2011

Red Herring


I don't think that
you ever find yourself,
because there is not
any of 'yourself' to be
found out there.

I do think that
we make ourselves.
and once we've made
a person who's skin
we are happy to be in;

a person who has
decided what they
desire and abhor,
what they live or die for,
we'll find that we revel in who we've made,
not who we found.

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