I like you!
Or at least, I like the idea of you
I like the idealized reality-construct version of you
That I've created in my head
I can use it to avoid any conflict that may arise
From either of our real (or imagined) personality flaws
That idea is projected onto you in the real world
Which becomes my perception of the real you
I like you
Every body is a mirror
If they want to be
Look around
See that man move his molecules.
He goes
What does he know?
Every body is a mother
If they want to be
Look around
See them all move their molecules
They go
What do they know?
All of our pieces
Nameless, formless
Gathered over a lifetime of collecting junk
Trying to cobble together something that makes sense
To avoid the sad homunculus
How do you define a person
Words, actions, or self-perception?
Could you look in the mirror
And tell me who you are?
And could I ever see it?
Begging for the
Antibodies
Look at yourself!
Touching mother