In Verse

Whilst perusing the shelves of the library I stumbled upon this section and these words among others:

 

Self Portrait as God

My head spins so fast

that my thoughts have a kind of gravity.

My greatness is such that

I have to stoop, have become crooked.

I can’t sleep

for the sound of my own breathing.

Everyday I amaze myself

which isn’t really surprising.

vertigo

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