What made you?

"i'm late for an argument"
a bit edgy, like a suburban lawn
i want so very much to make 
my thinking clear
unmistakable
bent towards light
"i'm late"

your thoughts
your footsteps
in the silence 
of your mind
cannot fully be followed
but i want to
--would you think i was
haunting you?
a predator
ready to kill when the moment
The Moment
presents itself?

for instance:
you keep handing me an invisible box
and telling me it's real
"it's the realest box"
you even tilt your chin just a little
and your voice goes Edwardian
"it's the only real box"

but i'm chasing you
and you can't turn (or won't)
turn around
and you're a little short of breath
and your spouse has painted birds
on the birds on the birds on the birds
you saw them, right?
and i'm picking up the crumbs
(we've discovered that bread is toxic to those birds)
it looks like i'm a bird, too

"let's talk"
about what
"about you"
no, no
"what made you? like this
what made you? like this
and like this
and like this"

the crumbs have stopped falling
they swirl up a bit, and vanish
completely vanish
it's upsetting
when the lawn eats you
and the birds fly away

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