am i nothing more than a relic now?
a dusty out of date reminder of a glittering age?
a shadow of swaying, prodigal, incoherence?
a Smithsonian mannequin cloaked in historic garb?
a sinewy old hag humming youthful forgotten tunes?
am i to be re-birthed, like you've been?
into a die cut haphazard product of regression?
into a falsely assured modern girl?
into a surface gliding past dweller?
into a conveniently forgetful sapless void?
no, no i am not.
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