Albert Ross

Albert Ross

go ahead,
clutch
onto the
version of me
that you see
in your head.
the illness
of my
has-beens
and
human beans
is falling away
in my own.
I am re-making
my missed takes
in exciting
new ways.
you are wrong
and you
will flaunt your
wrongosity
with flags trailing
from tandem bikes
and flower crowns
and marching bands
stomping femininely.
the day
will come
when the
burden of
being wrong
will hang
from your neck
because the truth
will be evident,
marching into reality
day by day.
until then
you can
cling to
your version
of me,
like water
trailing through
my leg hair.

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