I am not who I think I am—
I never said I was
Sometimes I’m
a monster—
swirling, yellowgreen skin,
bristly coils of
hair sticking
out,
strumlike underneath
your fingertips—
sometimes I’m
a normal guy,
angry and hungry
with greasy-tousled
greasy locks—
or a subaverage
woman,
curvy and compassionate,
warm *****
beckoning to all
bereft—
most often, I’m a
translucent ghost,
too little there
yet not enough gone,
genderless,
formless,
obsolete
Dec 9, 2016
Dec 9, 2016 at 3:12 PM UTC
I am not who I think I am—
I never said I was
Sometimes I’m
a monster—
swirling, yellowgreen skin,
bristly coils of
hair sticking
out,
strumlike underneath
your fingertips—
sometimes I’m
a normal guy,
angry and hungry
with greasy-tousled
greasy locks—
or a subaverage
woman,
curvy and compassionate,
warm *****
beckoning to all
bereft—
most often, I’m a
translucent ghost,
too little there
yet not enough gone,
genderless,
formless,
obsolete
i wrote this before halloween... hence... the title
