Thursday, April 11, 2013

To the Rind

A storyboard's no movie. A blueprint's not a car.
It's logical that what we do is less than who we are.
I've bitten into worldly life, though not down to the rind,
But my whole melon's rotted through by sinning in my mind,
and if I were to go so far, to share my fantasies,
I might tell them as stories that the world thinks true of me.
No matter how I tell them, I can't make those stories true,
But who I am is more than just what fear will let me do.

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