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| Now then, now then guys and gals...don't those eyes look a little familiar? |
I'm on the inside, looking in
on where I keep the me-in-me
and seeing someone else within.
Somebody I knew I might see:
I knew about the tracksuit and
what happened isn't news to me.
I knew about the consequences
back when I first made the deal,
the same one he did: easy access
and deniability
in return for handing over
that unfungibility
that some will say we know from birth
and some will say we strive to be:
the signature, the fingerprint,
the you-in-you, the me-in-me.
We give it up so easily.
So I watch my sorority's
photo opportunity
give him the publicity
he hungers for eternally
anew. Adieu. To secrecy.
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