I measure myself
Just as you taught me:
I press against walls
So that they can mark me;
I stand next to others
And look up or look down;
I stare at reflections
Until imperfections are found.
I measure and measure,
I poke and I ****
Until that which is measured
Is depleted and gone.
Feb 7, 2017
Feb 7, 2017 at 12:56 AM UTC
I measure myself
Just as you taught me:
I press against walls
So that they can mark me;
I stand next to others
And look up or look down;
I stare at reflections
Until imperfections are found.
I measure and measure,
I poke and I ****
Until that which is measured
Is depleted and gone.
