I came back

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I came back,

from an older time,

from a weary land.

(Home)

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Foreign I am,

no longer.

Why don’t you take your clothes off?

(And rest)

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Sunshine, dust, water and shade.

Parasympathetic, take over…

The fig tree gently agrees.

(Iberia, land of lemons)

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The altruistic fratricide, loud under the sun.

The envy, the laughter, the loss. Isn’t it funny?

Childhood matters to the ghost in the shell.

(The delusion of self)

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Suspended animation,

I know the boat is not the same,

but it still floats!

(Says Theseus)

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Home is,

I am,

They are still.

(Blood and flesh)

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A future cloud still to form,

for now, the sky cannot tell.

But humans live in the future.

(And we fear it)

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An anxious homunculus,

a tiny thing, a control freak,

but no free will.

(Just look at her and take a breath)