Parking In Bitterman Circle

4/27/92

Rollins

Tonight I felt
The importance of knowing it
My voice is my own,that is it’s strength
A-B,A-B,using others as mirrors
Still looking for my own reflection
In someone’s sad,unfocused eyes
No more

My difference is not a lack of
truth clarity
skill patience
access luck

It makes me
And allows them
And still I’ll feed on the others
Nourishment need not denied.