something_s we make

Subject matters.

How come I feel like one most times,
and made in that One Image?
And how come there are certain days
when I feel like that and… plus?
For instance, am I more than one,
and would my eyes, kidneys, feet agree?
Am I just one
just like my heart
or am I the ocean running through?
Who am I
at the end of the day
and am I infinitely so
(…no matter what the answer)?
And what defines me,
between shitty math,
this wine
and the worms, waiting awhile?

About Marie-Sophie Guntram

Marie-Sophie is a language lover at heart and a linguist by training. She's currently seeking to make a living and, more importantly, a life.

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This entry was posted on February 14, 2015 by in writing some poetry.