Who Am I Today?

"You're going to be okay." - The man at Subway who made my sandwich, because he intuited I wasn't totally sure of that

not to sound like a broken record...

"Softly"


I've claimed you
With my hands.
I've laid my fingerprints
On your skin.

Call me whatever you like,
I know who I am.

I've known the inside of you.
I've understood
What's behind your eyes.
I've seen you
Feeling safe and taken care of.

Call me whatever you like,
I know who I am.

I've had low self esteem,
And am feeling the first pangs
That I might be okay.

There's no room to say,
"I'd like to make stuffed artichokes with you."

The smell of dirty clothing
Is making me turn the other way.

Call me whatever you like.

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What a piece of work is man.