Ego for an Avatar


Past aside.

Vernal procession

still a horizon away.

Mouth full of questions

where used to be


like shattered glass.

Polarity opposing.

Pupils dilated

to let in this

black and purple sky.


covered in bruises,

inflicting the desire

to trade an ego

for an avatar.

Hands reach up

to feel

facial features


like a masquerade.

Peel at the seam

and reveal a smile.

Eyes that can see,

full of tears

for the first time

in a while.



DJR – 2022

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