Losing a piece of myself
Losing a part that’s always been
Shedding a sliver of history
a slice of my heart, bone and skin
What’s left to lose?
Is half as worthy as the whole?
When will it end -
This painful peeling of my soul?
A broken misfit
in a fetal curl
A half-man crawling
in a whole man’s world
I fall, I ache
I break a bit at a time
I search … for strength
For reason and for rhyme
Where is that reason?
Tell me, where is that rhyme?
– Dave Young



