and bertha

You made me make myself
The passionate energy
found in your soul
in your eyes
in the air all
around
you
in
me
I feel it
and see it
and breath it

I hasten it
and hate it
and I want it
all over me

You see this
and that
of the things that make
me make myself

"Structure it,"
she says,
with perfection on her
poignant tongue.

i fear it will lack in meaning
i fear that i will fear it
that it will lose all definitive
existence

but i've no choice
so i indulge
in the making
of me making myself