someone didn't get it
and now mouths a parody of me
that is only their misunderstanding--
and others who don't know better
will know this--
but then I have no idea what I say half the time--
I write this as if to explain to myself
what the hell just happened? and other
such marvels of this game of telephone
we call expression--
I am not what they'd think I am--
and have no idea who they think they are--
but even knowing myself better
I'd have a tough time recognizing myself
in their description...
Content (c) 2008-2011 Philip Milito.
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