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)