If that of me which were rubbed away
got retrieved,
then
(Of course, yes,
it can't become "Me" again.)
It could at least be made mine. Arranged anew
as
"An eraser's poem"
Nov 28, 2019
Nov 28, 2019 at 5:48 AM UTC
If that of me which were rubbed away
got retrieved,
then
(Of course, yes,
it can't become "Me" again.)
It could at least be made mine. Arranged anew
as
"An eraser's poem"
The general idea for this poem came to me from within a dream in which I was tasked with titling and commenting on a book about my life.
