They said something mean about me
and didnít notice it was mean.
So my heart wandered
into the rainy night without them
and found a canopy to hide under.
My eyes started
seeing through things.
Old self through new self.
My flexible body
Itís hard to describe but true:
I grew another head
with better ideas
inside my old head.
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