Taught You Everything You Know

The Rules

I am so unsure
of everything I know
inside my skin
outside in the air I
have no clue
pictures look like
strangers
reflections like ghosts
that have haunted me since
childhood when,
at times, I stood in front
of the mirror, eyes unfocused
trying to picture who
I would resemble when
older
But now as I fix one
knot another unravels
at my spine and
threads tear away at the
base of my neck
I get one layer of
my person and
soul and forty more
come to light
fly away
and turn into pumpkins
at the morning sun.

Love,

Muse

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