Autonomy and Anonymity

Dark shadow hovering over the image of my soul

Reflecting variations of my actions, desires, and impressions

As a kabuki doll upon a stage.

Performing my truth to me while showing something else

To others - from their point of view.

Disillusionment of love, the blood of the womb wills not

To acknowledge the Pulsing warm intent.

Rejection nourishes the poison as it Seeps into

Spaces unoccupied – moving with a vitality

Unknown to me.

Nameless, Faceless fruit, reclaim thy purpose!

Illuminate blossoms of hope from stems of oak-

Hard, callous, tree of everlasting life -

Endures the engraving of generations

While willows without roots, Topple

From the weight of themselves.