Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Third leg

Sometimes I lie awake
Blinking in the semi-darkness
Listening to the even breathing
Wondering, "Where did you go?"
My mind is restless
Searching through memories
Trying to piece together the clues
it comes upon me
and suddenly
I feel like I just woke from a coma
and the sense that I cannot account for a chunk of my existence
makes me shiver with emotion
like a prisoner in a horror movie
who just noticed a third leg

I remember that young girl
And if we ever meet
I'd like to ask,
"What happened to you to make you me?"

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