At the cross roads
with a world that
forsakes me
and I it
I create a
language
a mode of communication
only intrinsic
to myself
a language that
contends with
the ideals and
mysteries of my soul
and once I am
content that I
am alone
it's then that
I see you,
in your own
defection
seeing my
inflection
and I wonder
how you get me
as I...you.