bleeding

Truth is much simpler than this,
I think,
and I burn at the first thoughts of mine.
Purified,
the sky echoes and breaks in
one zero one zero one zero ones
until there’s nothing left; At least, nothing I can grasp.
To change my eyes it would be simpler,
I think,
but truth is much simpler than that.

So I sell parts of me,
starting with my feet, my legs, my hands,
my arms and a small piece from a mirror I don’t use,
which for a long time has made me who I am.

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