Wednesday 13 October 2010

Here I am

We are born
born into
someone else's choice

the first power-play
to which we are blind
until
we come to see

once we awake
if we awake
into the thrown-ness

here I am
existing

propelled by
the movements and meanings
of particular others

by the desires and dictates
of those all-too familiar others

and now
here I am
existing
and
aware

what now?

Accept their meanings,
And ask no further?

Reject their meanings,
and begin anew?

Here I am

Longing for the ease of hand-me-down meanings
to be found acceptable in the eyes of others

yet

Longing for the satisfaction of a life
tailored to my own fulfilment
regardless of affirmations

Torn; ripped asunder
now exhausted by being torn
now protecting
now numb

Here I am
existing
at the crossroads
everyday
at the crossroads

wanting to decide?
having to decide?
now refusing to decide
now convinced
there is no decision worth making
anyway...

anyway...
here I am

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