Who You Are

Strangers to Listerin’:
Tape the hasty mouths,
in your head (?)–
yes, just about.

No word,
especially of haste, can define you.

You’re not in dictionary
is a matter of fact.

Who can speak of your passion?
Who can?
Who would vouch for your heart?
Who would?

No soul
is ever truly accounted.

Passion is an abyss
not even a rightful diver
knows its true depth
and full bliss.

Human nature: Miss.
Human nature: Prejudice.

Heart the organ,
Heart the being—
To live
is more than just throbbing.

What?
When?
Where?
Why—-

Whole truth
constrains the naked eyes.

No
“Who you are.”

You’re not in the dictionary.
Period.

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