suitability

lately i've been relineated

you turned me around and put me in order (it was so easy for you)

but i had been looking at the ground so long that i don't recognize what i see

i don't know where to face

i know where you want me to face and it is a surprising comfort to acquiesce

when that comfort ceases to alarm me we will have a real problem but my real problem now

is that i have lost my way in favor of yours

for now i am face down on the ground with a stupid grin on my face

the gestalt is gone (for shame)

my edifice of economy is crumbling

with me inside and i don't want to leave

don't call masochism so soon

my reality was one that i made; it was real

now my reality is one that i share - it is irrefutable

my mind wanders then to the garden of earthly delights

to consider the difference between our own

i said i would never put text on my body, well

my garden is forest of those words anyway

you lost your use for eyes long ago

you lost your use for necessity, probably recently

why do you have use for this?

for me?

i can't make you answer that

i will keep all of these neuroses and faults from you and not out of secrecy

lately i was flying high on my spirit, my joie de vivre,

that i built out of the placenta of my rebirth

no, i must know your past before

i go here, shamelessly

you do so effortlessly and prove to me how

i have mistaken my identity

so i am reformed 

i am reformed from a villain, a criminal

hazardous

i don't have anything to hide but i wasn't ready to know that i'd encrypt it like this anyway

before, there was a mention of partition

to do something with the 90% of abandoned pink matter

it's your fault that i don't say grey matter anymore and these are all small differences

and i have made a lot of changes on my own

and i don't really believe that you'll be around forever

and i have to reconcile so much of what i don't believe about your spirit

and i can't change it but i have to try

and that is flaw, not simple fault

all of this gives me purpose but you sap my drive and i am apprehensive to receive your lesson

all this time i had been cleansing myself to be worthy 

of the divine, but i was never going to be worthy

that's not the point, i wanted to be worthy of its company

now i have yours and i am shook, you would say galvanized and i am confused

where do you derive this humility from, anyway?

i suppose i should consider your praise honestly

i didn't let you lecture - make you lecture - on pandora

how you could choose something so intriguing without bearing your psychology to me

that is the microcosm

if i am the box, (and you are most certainly pandora) i can't imagine what you are expecting

you know nothing of my reformation, and even prior,

i was but a malady, a pest

it wasn't filled with flies

did the fly bother you? did you laugh? i can't recall and

i realize there was an answer of sorts in that

you give away truths totally at random

you emit them as you do your body art

i have been grilling you and you are cooking just as you please

to my continued curiosity

what matters is this

you provide me so generously with wonder from your never ending supply

and i am grateful for that

and i want to see if you really see something in me

so i don't hang on too long

all of this is why i listen so intently
to let you teach me who i am