When I wasn’t me, I swam among the sharks and let them take a bite. I offered up myself, inviting teeth to pierce my flesh. Seeing sweetness in their many rows of teeth despite the blood-stains on their lips. And when they lacerated my skin again and again I conspired to make some teeth marks of my own. Compounding pain with pain till pain was all there was. I wasn’t me.
Time brought understanding of my folly. My seeking out of sharks disguised as lovers came so clear to draw out tears of hot dark shame. But turning from the deep waters led me here, to find the truest heart, hiding in plain sight. Drawing out my me-ness, till all the pain had slid into yesterday, and I was me. I was me and you were you. We are we.