Form a mantra of information,
searching for the person
they talk about,
the person that’s
supposed to be you.
Repeat the name,
mannerisms, preferences
until they mold
onto your skin
and walk in your body.
One day, hopefully,
it will stop feeling
loose enough
to fall off.
One day, surely,
you can stop reciting
and just live.
Scribbled Thoughts 