this is your name
this is your name
said a woman and disappeared into the spiral corridor
I would come back. I’d like to give myself to whom I can’t blame. I have not decided my existence. Not that I would do so, but if she did, it should be given to her. I have no business here. I want to return to something that never was. But the rain washes me back to another what I know very well but never knew. I never was. I must have been someone else.