Somebody Else
I have no name,
My mirrored reflection
Is unknown.
The grey un-liberating eyes
That stare back at me
Are not mine.
Even the prominent beauty spot
On my upper lip
I do not recognize.
With the voice of a stranger
I speak
And I scream with a scream
Which is not my own.
There is a ringing in my ears
And laughter is inaudible.
I know my step
But not its direction.
I look into the sun
And see no light.
Like a diseased rag
In soaked up sin,
Out of turpentined thoughts
I think.
As if I've been vaporized
I float with aliens,
In mindless wander,
Void of shape,
My past, a clean slate.
Not fire and screaming
But a cold, silent, solitude
Is my hell.
And my isolation—
The rootless tree
Of amnesia.
