We don’t look as we are We boss up as we do We dream backward to move forward We will be fallen kisses at 3 am on a soiled ground
Made by the only followed law of a negative lateral flow
I, belong nowhere and everywhere I, break and make the rules I, cancel giants I, voice my broken mind I, sit unchained by the mirror our society placed in front of me
Me, myself and he/she Me, me, me times 80, 90, 20, 2020
You & me and we two
Others? are we. I see. In the dent of my @ E - Identity.
This is a piece originally published in the Kindred. Print Identity Issue 001. Available to purchase now via clicking this link.