Revelation

That person who was the past me–
that person that you may not see,
indeed, is still somewhere inside
where all the other-of–me’s hide.
In my dreams, we all collect––
our chatter what you might expect––
a hodgepodge of past gains and ills,
both lollipops and bitter pills.
But good or bad, they add up to
what puts me here in touch with you.
Where I reveal the all of me
and put it out for you to see––
one thing leading to the next––
trustingly exposed as text.

Avove is the image that served as a prompt for What Do You See:? The poem above is how it inspired me.