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Self Reporting

You grew.
When did your nose sharpen
from a stub
When did your eyes rust
When did your cheeks learn
to plump up
When did your sobs learn
to burst

Who are these new voices that
speak inside of you
Which of these have you adopted
And which have adopted you
Did you make these decisions when
You grew?
You knew.

Did your tears flow out to lubricate the hands
that came to wipe them off before they rolled
Or did they roll out before being wiped?

You flew
by a storm-ful of people
When did your wishes learn
to not shelter truths
Your dreams learned
about death
Your arms learned
to hold while
You flew.

How did you split yourself into pieces
to show these pieces one by one
How did you ever learn
what you like
How did you ever live
when no question ever ends.
No report from the self
is truth.

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