Unsolicited Behavior

Image by Shar Garcia

and they say
I’m not the same.
I keep memories
of the other Self.

For now,
reason alone is enough.

I touched your words.
It doesn’t bother me,
you are what you do.

On Sunday,

I learned how to
translate
the stickers
He built
inside my brain.
You loved me.

Rilke was right,
“your heart pursues you”
though
unconsciously,
my ego feeds of
building empires
burning fairy-tales,
and
unstitching metaphors.

Turn the lights off.
My reflection is now being
haunted by
unsolicited behavior.

I think
I loved
Him too.