I contain multitudes


Yeah, I rocked with Iron Maiden

and went to a flower show


I drank a wine cooler with Emily

and absinthe with Ernest

all while tripping balls


I contain multitudes


I can recognize a whore

without making judgment


after all, we all are whores

navigating the seas of our lives

eventually finding new shores


I contain multitudes


although I hid the Manilow disc

and shamefully flexed my biceps


we are all made up of different parts

and sometimes the sum

refuses to reveal the entire tale




Author's Notes/Comments: 

a triple cherita about ambiguity

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