i have always doubted.the veracity
of my own existence
then i met you
now
i wonder if
i am just
the cut up pieces
of a thousand mistakes
super glued
and
photocopied
into the semblance
of a real boy

because god damn

you are
every dream
i ever had
then
promptly forgot at waking
that i never knew
i wanted
so badly
the edges
of my paper thin
hodge podge
random collection
of newsprint cutout soul
desires