The barbarians behind the gate:

raceRace
Doesn’t exist.
My identity
(And prejudice)
Lives inside my head.
A phantom that
Births
A tangible
Terrible twin.

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2 comments

  1. Agreed. Just don’t like bloody eejits… and couldn’t be arsed if they are purple folk from a far-flung nebula.

  2. A terrible twin…
    Those barbarians are responsible for a shite load of stuff. Sometimes I wish I knew who I was without the ‘context’ of that space inside my head.

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