i am

By Emilee Petersmark

i am

only what i have become--

collecting tidbits of what you crave

and swallowing them.

i am pieces of everything

messily glued together

with bits of tape and bubblegum,

walking around under the guise

of a polished human being.

now that you're gone

i can fall apart a little more,

losing the skin ive worn

and showing finally

that deep down

i'm everything

---

That You Despise.