embodied metaphors negotiate
with my knees
I or the other I have become
a language I forgot to speak
this skin is an archive of neutrino collisions
unmapped gardens
scars that hum like bees

please do not disambiguate my words

who is this ghost seeking a shape to hold
what is this rhythm 
dressed in echoes and dust

I pour my breath into the rapture of noon
I can feel the weight of being
in the pulse of a stone

irinia

I or the other I

Jun 6, 2026

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William-A-Gibson

love this as personal boundary-setting. If only all of us could prevent the AI commenters from bombing our work, it would be a utopia.

LoriJonesMcCaffery

Sent me to the dictionary for that one.&nbsp;&nbsp;Love it.&nbsp;&nbsp;

JamadhiVerse

kim-johanna-baker

Great writing and depth... well done, irinia..thanks for sharing... best wishes to you and your dear ones

bekahalle

thyranity

having this poem on the day of my birthday is truly special

ParadoxicalPenguin

The poem uses post-lyrical, abstract imagery (“neutrino collisions,” “archive of scars”) to explore fractured identity. The refusal of “disambiguation” reinforces thematic ambiguity and self-multiplicity.