Not one hat, nor thought, nor face.
The change, as the person you are.
Evolving, revolving, turning into and out of yourself.
Gasp and shift, dissolve and focus, stumble till you stand completely still.
Change settles in like kitten feet on your bare chest.
Soft, gentle, and bleeding you say hello.
Yes you, you are welcome.
Here.
Change not that you change.
Allow your change to show.
Two faced and standing tall..
I.
I have many.
(Here are some- all taken and posted on InstaGram & web.stagram.com taylae)
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
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