Inside This Head

Inside this head

WE

Have formed a government.

A way for each of us

To find

A way to exist.

Transitioning

A kind of election

Where all those tiny fragments comprising this body of thought

Move towards

Which one of us

Will exist

As the voice.

That one of us who interacts

With the waking world.

Me, we, Andrew

Will I remember these curls Or these laughs? The long nights And aimless drives? Will the softness of your skin Stay with me forever, Or the warmth of your legs Wrapped around mine? ... Falling through your eyes Bathed in moonlight? -Me

Why can't I stop loving her?

I always remember too late

That the relationship is strained

Because they were assholes.

I never mattered

Only who they wanted

Me

To be.

"Do this"

"Be this"

"You are wrong"

"Listen to me"

So when they come around again

The guilt begins anew.

It starts again

And I try to undo all the wrongs

They've imagined,

Because I'm still trying

To be myself

And not their perfect thrall.

Maybe if you were better to me

You would still be in my life,

Instead of sitting in a chair

Wondering why I changed.

- Me, Myself, We, Andrew

I am a witch tonight

Sitting on the grass

Listening to the storms.

I watch the lightening dances,

And burn my herb.

I close my eyes

And open to a tree.

I mend my soul by way of the rain

And seek shelter in dim lit grove.

Willing my peace into being

I drift into sleep

And begin to remember

My old dreams.

-Me, Myself, We, Andrew